Best Busying Poems

Winter Queen

With cat like silence a winter queen
dresses the still woods in ice cream dream.

Trees bow to her majesty from up high,
as she summons gray clouds to fill the sky.

Her chilly lips kiss in crystal wet drops,
divinely fashioned, until it stops.

In screaming winds, the winter...

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Two days without 
The biggest jerk I ever knew
Two days without him
God, what am I gonna do. 

I'm lost inside this house
going crazy out of my mind
I don't know what to do with myself
Exasperated for hours at a time.

I'm not spilling tears
Just awaiting his return
I'm...

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Life is a Picnic
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015

My life,
Has been filled with Gourmet meals,
Which often I’ve left plated.
While, like Ants,
I’ve been content in busying myself,
With warehousing the crumbs,
And occasionally I’ve smiled.
...

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Two Aloha-shirted Hawaiians 
of generous girth were strumming 
their ukuleles 
on a small stage in front of the hotel’s poolside bar
in the late afternoon, 
rehearsing for the night’s performance. 
It must have been the low season,
as both bar and pool were deserted. 
and the singer,...

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I had no idea how long I had been in this heavenly paradise, but I had been searching for one soul for quite a while.
Searched all libraries, and there were 17,718 libraries, for us angels loved to smile.
Nothing could make you smile better than a...

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The sun dappled patio 
     irresistibly beckoned 
     pillowed pad to bedeck 
     cement spongsbob
     square pant sized couch cushions
 
     leapt into field of...

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One fine blustering autumn day an old man puts on his boots pulls up his trousers off he goes,
If anyone wondered where he was going it was to a forest a good long walk it was a fine day,
The old man walked at a leisurely...

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One fine, blustering, autumn day an old gentleman walks from his home,
If anyone wondered where he was going he was on his way to a forest,
The old gentleman walked at a leisurely pace stopping now and again,
Just to see what the farmers men were up...

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Silver lining sought amidst coronavirus COVID-19 onslaught

Two hundred and forty six plus months
into twenty first century celeb
and anonymous folks alike
gripped courtesy pestilence re: deb
buckle fishtailed, looped, roughed up...
wreaks/wrought havoc across world wide web.

As a secular humanist, I ponder
what (if any) benefit accrued
above any commentary,
yours truly...

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Just want to wish you Merry Christmas,
And a Happy New Year.
Haven't been on line much,
'Cause I can't see too clear.

I get these awful headaches,
Whene'er I try to read.
It seems I must have surgery,
So my eye sight can be freed,

From these awful cataracts,
That my pleasures do...

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Warm rain streaming down, shadows lurking in the dark
wishing and dreaming of what could be but never will be

Warm mist rain, sun starting to glow with shadows disappearing
busying myself for the day, I find the time to dream away.

Cuddling up to me making sure I...

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We never said good-bye
We never looked back
We never cared for how we felt inside we were to busying wondering why it felt so good so 
right
We never enjoyed today and left tomorrow alone and this is why tomorrow will never be 
known....

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One fine, blustering, autumn day an old gentleman walks from his home,
If anyone wondered where he was going he was on his way to a forest,
The old gentleman walked at a leisurely pace stopping now and again,
Just to see what the farmers men were up...

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I've watched them through the lockdown
busying before my eyes,
they're not in isolation, wearing masks or sanitized.
Bimbling or bumbling, dependent on their mood
they all serve common purpose in their daily hunt for food.
No need for great philosophy, just simply living lives,
no great debates, no wars or...

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As the dew glistens
on the sun drenched grass
And the ducks glide on the soft, cool lake
while viewing their reflection
in nature's mirror
The winds emit a solo of an hearty hello
and delivers an everlasting 
kiss on the leaves' lips,
quenching their thirst for a refreshing breeze
We are greeted...

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