Best Bypassed Poems

Just a regular curbside puddle,
It really wasn't that big.
But it had the look of an ocean,
To a sweet little puppy named 'Pig.'

"Your paws might touch...

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I went to Heaven…..
Why I went there and
how I got there….
now there’s the story.

Went there to plead my case.
Couldn’t afford an angel so
one was appointed...

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They say when it rains it pours,
and I say:     Does it ever!
For I remember such a time as that.
It was a...

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if ya get 2 over 60,
it gets harder oh so swiftly,
to make that great connect,
have the faith, no time to waste,
blue satin dress wears next,
be...

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A man sought advice for his pains that persist.

Was told to see Gracie the cute pharmacist;

Built up so much his ego

He bypassed John’s gazebo,

Cured by...

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I have a friend called Bob Beaubobble
who trains unusual pets to juggle
assorted items frequently fumbled
by freakish fish or octibumbles

This hobby made him mucha dinero
which he...

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Boogeyman, boogeyman, you come again
My night of hope screams for rice to eat,
I’m just a boy needing a few coins
Offering old tin cup to rich...

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From a BMW

Slower than snails, slower than slugs,
Holdens, Hondas, and Volkswagen bugs;
All crawling along in slow moving lanes
On the fast freeway, bypassed by the trains.

All...

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The answer used to come with great ease
My answer wasn’t an answer at all, but a complimentary question,
“What’s it like to not be a twin?”

I...

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Policy or personal
questions? In the poem Two White Wines
a child adopted from Cambodia
is a thing of beauty, and so she is
as she showed herself to...

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Take My Hand, And Be My Love
By Rick Rucker

Come with me, and be My Love,
Only seeing blue skies Above!

At odd moments, throughout the day,
At tape...

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When the world won’t let me be,
And religion just screams.
And everyone keeps telling me,
What they think I ought to think.
And by the looks of things,
I...

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A Storm is brewing, quietly churning above.
Residents working to prepare a town tradition.
Mobilizing able citizens, attempts to guarantee success.
A hundred year tradition, the town's shining...

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From an old wooden shack 
Beside a long dusty road 
In the county ten miles from town 
Their bare feet did stroll 
In the thirties...

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... Lift up your eyes,
and look on the fields;
for they are white
already to harvest
John 4:35


Does the white man know,
has he been made aware?
The times of...

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