Best Bundling Poems

the only tree for a thousand miles 
gave him welcome if temporary shade
a kaleidoscope of mockingbirds filling its branches
it was no longer possible to be...

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I am a genius
I must profess
I have a Doctorate in bundling
And one in making my life a mess.

Everything I turn my hand to
My efforts soon...

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Kids are excited to wake up and discover there's no school, it's a snow day
They look out the window and see a beautiful blanket of...

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Beware the “Reader” Phishing Scam

By Elton Camp

I had considered myself practically immune to phishing scams, but I found out differently last night.  While I...

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Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or...

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I find sheer joy to wake with you
And feel the ebb of our night’s sleep,
With flesh secure beneath warm sheet
While morning light seeps faintly in,
The...

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We protect the innocence of the humble
Whether city streets or the densest jungle
We dive into the harsh realities of society's poverty
And show its inhabitants the...

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This was her thirty first year and she could not wait to start
And with Christmas now getting near she so enjoyed her part
Gathering up the...

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When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world 
when its concomitant panic and pain freak out
it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled
e'en...

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Behold the cold village Baskerville fog
  and holiday summer fields bundling hay,
the Officers Club back door buying grog
  till all our money slowly...

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Spring and winter are wrestling with March
One day it is seventy-two and almost balmy
By that evening we are in danger of getting frostbite
For two days...

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From the bower of my abode,
At dawn and twilight I strode.
Crispy leaves rustled as I passed,
Over frosty, shimmering grass.

Craving even paler sun on my face,
Amid...

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The greatest love song
             written
 never made airplay
   Somewhere, shes
 ...

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My meditating, closed
eyes seek guidance
in ribbon motif.

Exquisite, purposeful box,
glossy-silk embossed,
appears in light.
Prayerfully tossed cares
fill its depth.
A soothing lid,
peacefully slid, adheres.

Ribbons in rapture
dance, pleat, weave -
...

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This opened moment viewed together through the mirrored glass;
Reflections of tomorrows past with all the deigned and feigned 
And foreign feelings felt. This moment deep...

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