Best Bustled Poems

I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden...

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cavorted about as elfin brides
under a saffron maple tree^^^^
Dressed in prism-hued layers
of chiffon in ethereal shimmers
and delicate silken...

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Alone, there I stood by the bench in the park.
On a leash by my side, my protective young hound.
In the distance I heard the echo...

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The last time I had seen this particular cousin of mine, I was still in college and he had a head full of hair. In...

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A gauzy haze rises from the flickering gas light, 
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They were gambling in front of the house.
Manservants and pages bustled about
Serving Suitors who just curse and carouse.
Few mix wine with water. I heard one...

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Motor is nudged to life in an arcing motion, arm pulling 
cord. Vein-furrowed hands grasp the fishing pole, 
slinging bait and tackle beneath one arm....

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Hush now three days yet to past.
My grandmother joy was fulfilled with laughter.
The Christmas spirit was upon us once again.
The tree is surrounded with presents...

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Hidden safe in my cozy shell, there is nothing to fear.
The world calls with it’s voice of adventure in the music of waves on sand...

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Often times I dream of days gone past -
Although, I've not lived then -
Neither saddle or horse shoe cast:

Where was he when I first envisioned...

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Inside The Mysterious Enigmatic Fragmentary...
Mortal Mind Of Matthew Scott Harris
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Seedy gobbledygook ergot
visibly argot bubbled, burbled, bustled...forth 
yea...give garbled, jangled, warbled shoutout
if...

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Housemothers twain, swaddled in sorrel fur

And bustled skirts, walking ‘tween the parklands.

Brilliant cobalt sky, above cawing birds,

Who demand substance, with their harangue?

So the fostering queens...

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My literal description:

He watched her among the beech trees,
picking up garden litter, buds, twigs and 
petals, fallen-flora;
now advanced in years,
her blue-veined hands shook with
age, gout...

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Behold the bounty
Of berserking bugs,
Whilst Barely not blinded
By the their bustled busts.
I, Bringer of Beatles,
Biting abroad,
Burrowing deep,
Biting a broad,
Bolder than brave,
But braver than most,
Have been...

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expecta O' Greta great dep·re·depta
snitchie fumes crud 

Senate weaselin' words

mosaic-speak fungals thrall-truth up your nostrils
unmasked civil·a·tons 

square crotch per smile

poeta decepta leaks India unda bear
panda...

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