Best Curveball Poems

He ran the world and when he thought of stopping,
the race track played another trick on him.
His wild hair halo 'round a face, with beads
of fine salt tickle, tease.  They run down his neck.
Then, as evening entered on the blood orange
gravel, and nebula witches...

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Lockdown
Isolation
Social distancing

All words we would never have thought of when we started 2020
Yet here we are
Inadvertently forced to remain in our homes
Not everyone is handling this very well
In fact many are struggling
Yet in order to see another day, another month or year
This is our current...

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O, rats. I've been assigned to write a serious poem
  As if a boy can snap his fingers and grow 'em
What's worse, I hear it has to be a sonnet
  I'll just throw 'Teach' a curveball with a dollop
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Mr Curveball was a drifter visiting from left field 
Mr Curveball only stayed long enough to be a fleeting thought, 
a brain sneeze, his presence often indicated by frowns, 
robotic owls looking around, he was a head scratch, 
fingers on a chin, occasionally rubbing slowly
invisibly...

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