Best Cuddling Poems
It’s not enough to have a Dragon plus his penguins and pigeons, too?
Darn it! I had a limit, until a cute Cuddling Cricket found my shoe.
He was just a little baby, who saw the pigeons and decided to hide.
Now, he won’t let go of my pants leg; he’s definitely along for the ride.
The first time I saw him, I Eeekk’ed and I jumped, yep, about to pounce.
But at my response he sighed, and slumped, and he began to cry, at once!
At first I couldn’t believe it, so I pulled out my magnifying glass.
What I found were soulful eyes, and a face, so very cute, but sad.
So now when I stand, A Cuddling Cricket, comes along for the ride.
Yeah, he’s now part of the family… Well, of course! Sigh! I replied…
He sleeps in a cute little plastic bug box, with a matchbox for a bed.
But it’s hard to explain, to others found, in my life, which have fled.
I bring a magnifying glass, so they can see him bow so proper and nice.
But carrying my Cuddling Cricket around, does have a certain price!
Food stores aren’t very understanding, and restaurants, Not At All! Truly!
But the paparazzi seem to understand a Cuddling Cricket, completely!
He does have his own type of novelty as he carries around his blankie!
And he’s just a baby, who needs a Mom, and of course, his little binkie!
Honestly, I’m not kidding! There’ve been a few, strange turns, in my life.
But, if I have Trolls and Dragon, then a Cuddling Cricket seems, so right!
The cute figurine I am looking at now
is one of a couple at home on a couch.
The guy, at the end of the couch, comfortably
relaxes, a pillow upon his left knee.
With her head on the pillow there at his knee,
his gal reclines sideways while they watch TV.
On the top of the couch is perched a white cat,
which I picture them now and then giving a pat!
In front of the couch of this sweet figurine
is their loyal puppy, completing the scene.
How nice it is to be comfy cozy
snuggling together, a picture so rosy.
How precious the moments in one’s family,
for with those we love is the best place to be!
The link to copy and paste if you care to see this figurine, which costs $75 to buy!!!
http://www.outdoorlivingshowroom.com/figurines/precious-moments-4003175-love-couple-cuddling-on-couch-figurine_g748992.html
For the Precious Moment the figurines Poetry Contest of Nathan a
Cuddling in soft blankets
feeling cherished
adding Vicks
which brings me extra comfort
and childhood memories
I pick up my warm mug
filled with hot chocolate
overshadowed by the large
melted marshmallow
floating all over the top
Life is grand!
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CUDDLING THE RAIN
jadedl heart
should be moistened,
inner child
longs for wonder.
seize the rain
cuddling it tight,
swirl in the whirlpools of dance!
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* form of poetry: whitney
definition: a titled syllabic form, created by Betty Ann Whitney,
has exactly seven lines
syllable pattern: 3, 4, 3, 4, 3, 4, 7
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for Brian Strand's " As You Like It"
by nette onclaud
i love your embrace
your arms soothe my stressed pieces ...
please scratch my back some
cuddling is pure joy
your touch is my therapy ...
your feet are so cold
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"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming . . ."
*another time another place, where even dreams gently intrude,
a place where silence breathes a voice,entrancing the heart of a man
another hope, another choice, another contemplative charm, * *
along a road a tree sways, chanting to each passing ear
the words she touches but cannot see, the words erasing the fear,
and though there’s still a strain, that somehow just won’t go away *
fascinating thoughts affirm that faith grows stronger by the day~ ~
~they sit there talking side by side, so many tunes in their rhyme
no place for anything to hide, transparent is the hood of time,
his voice cuddling traces of before, a sacred place of long ago *
another sanctum, another key, a space that they still have to know,
and as they hum of when and where, a voice calls softly from behind
like delightful music of the breeze, that feels so heavenly designed,
* then suddenly the night drips gold, as the necklace floats into sea
and just before he leaves, he tells that all their dreams would come to be. ~ ~
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For Constance: Daydreams, dreams and dreams Contest
From: nette onclaud
10 Jul 11
Trails
of night
bring rays
one by one;
sparkling air -
breaths quieting
calm and fragrant…
stars glisten hours as
blown prayers lift sighs
that, mildly wisped,
doubt is undone.
Joy restores
spirit tired
cuddling
gently
Night.
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Night
gently
cuddling
tired spirit
restores joy.
Undone is doubt,
wisped mildly, that,
sights lift prayers blown
as hours glisten stars
fragrant and calm...
quieting breaths
air sparkling -
one by one ;
rays bring
night of
Trails.
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Backwards Poem
for Brian's Select 7
I have a cold right now... all stuffed up and cranky
Like all men, I'm a baby and just need some cuddling
“Email cuddling” is good too
Saying things like, “Aw sweetie, wish I could stroke you!”
Or, “There, there, momma will make you feel better!”
Stroking is good... but it sometimes takes hours (naughty)
Actually I'd rather be stroked by the ladies
But in a pinch, guys can do the job too
Only thing is, some are not very gentle and their beards are rough
Oops! Where was I going with that???
So my bottom line is this
Feel free to send your “email cuddles” to yours truly
I will be forever grateful and return the favour when needed
Thank you all in advance for your concern!
© Jack Ellison 2014
That special kind of cuddling,
A wonder to perceive;
It's a feeling, I'll admit,
That I don't want to leave.
It puts me under your eclipse
And sends me to the floor;
It makes me want to bite my lips
Yet make me scream for more.
Letting all your sweet aroma
Set me in a trance,
And make me want to further roam
Away into your hands.
Holding you so close to me,
And staring in your eyes,
There's no place I'd rather be
Below these starry skies.
That special kind of cuddling,
A wonder to perceive;
It's a feeling, I'll admit,
That you'll not want to leave.
I love loving all day every day.
Kissing and cuddling makes it all right.
Let's cuddle as we sit by the bay.
Watching the boats until comes the night.
Kissing and cuddling makes it all right.
Your soft fur I love to rub and rub.
Watching the boats until comes the night.
I am now hungry let's get some grub.
Your soft fur I love to rub and rub.
Galloping to the barn to eat oats.
I am now hungry let's get some grub.
I am hungry I could eat a goat.
Galloping to the barn to eat oats.
Let's cuddle as we sit by the bay.
I am hungry I could eat a goat.
I love loving all day every day.
#2 Picture: Cat and horse kissing, cuddling and loving.
Date Written: 4/9/2020
3 Place Pantoum Rhyme – Personification Contest Judged:5/9/2020 Sponsored by: Eve Roper
I am in my ground state
something cuddling nothing
tucked in with my stuff of dream
myself and my companion
my form, language, my logic
my letter, symbol, my number
my explanation, description, my stroke, my sound
my noun, verb, my grammatical ingredient
my information, data, my mathematical bit
my measurement, my calculation
my equation, graph, model, my relation
my set, shape, dimension, my duration
......
a scary process, solving myself
I am in-between
after the before and before the after
poised curving through the curling pipe
astride my transitory surf-board
waves collapsing along the quantum shore
smeared, wiped-out, flipped backwards
into the probabilistic ocean or tumbled forward
through surging foam, chaotic spray
observing, informing, accelerating, colliding
attributing, entangling, tracking, tracing
momentum settling like a relativistic beached whale
floundering in a tidal gravity well
......
a scary experience, feeling myself
welcome to our familiar world
cosmos wrapped around our quantum cellar
initial conditions inflating below
embraced by the all-encompassing protoverse
combining happenstance, fields of continuous creation
spawning emergent intelligence
the becoming gods, our transformative selves
personality, memory, purpose
feeding our bellies, mending our bodies and minds
art, technology, history, adventure, achievement
love, compassion, empathy, grieving
imagination, procreation, celebration, failure
......
a reassuring response, cuddling others
Astonishment opens my mornings,
After being cuddled close to you, invited
To hear the wonderful, the beautiful, the soothing
Joy that inspires my soul to feel such peace,
Feelings inside that I would never have believed,
Feelings so alive that I yearn to share this stirring
Hope, faith and love – feelings sent from above,
The miracle of knowing an intimacy beyond description,
A closeness that feels like the tenderness of redemption
Amazement follows me through each casual breath,
Leading me past the worries, through the soundless burdens,
Destroying the darkness with a light so attractive,
Like a smile, it pours happiness into the soul and delights
The thoughts with its promises of elation, its enthusiasm
Its imagination – healing all the hurts, the doubts, the confusion
With a contentment that feels like the whisper of kindness,
Caressing the spirit, inspiring such wisdom, erasing every fear
And wiping away the lost tears so that there is a perfect
That only comes to those who believe in the music of a love
Far more melodious than any feeling that bleeds its colors
Through the rainbows, enchanting – arousing the sensations
Breathtaking rays of compassion, lyrical flavors of grace
Pouring out on the spirit….
Affection that draws the senses to it, blending feelings
So tempting, so tantalizing, so brilliant…
Flames of beautiful, promising truth and hope –
Feelings so wise and warm they guide the spirit home,
Toward a love that feels like music drawn to the heart,
Love that bleeds purity and hope – love so alive that if abides
Inside the kiss that touches the heart, the gift…
I’m so thankful for the blessing of you, my love, my tender love
A feeling that abides when I’m less than worthy or deserving of this miracle
sun
rises
shines
at times
brilliant and tense
like your eyes
absorbing
the beauty of the rays
naked and naughty
i
embrace
your thoughts
earth
patient
drenched
another time
muddy and wet
the electrons spinning
my cells dance
vibrates
to the tune of your
bubbling love
then
i cuddle
with your
undisclosed dreams
the softness of her sweet lips
lingering on my forehead
plant love in my drumming heart
hugs sing harmony
written July 31, 2021
cuddling
then kissing
I've been missing
this wonderful feeling
so special and so amazing
cuddling, an action of loving
straight to the eyes looking
while the face is smiling
it's an act of carrying
it's love sharing
then kissing
cuddling.
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