Best Dextrous Poems

for F. A.

You, in going a little way from yourself
Have gone a long way from my gullible ilk.
« I’m trying hard not to like you,...

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with the touch 
             of God
this fountain 
     ...

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Amateur poetry season is over, move closer, its wisdoms time for disclosure,
The takeover, sober, waging raging kosher words….….. Transferred,  
ABC’s with wise syntax, heard...

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The hands that wove this hammock
In a tropical land of colors
Where bright reds, greens, purples, and
Aquamarines, splashed everywhere on its
Birds, flowers and waters there;
Dextrous and...

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This is a hymn for a him,
Close your eyes, imagine,
Soft, dextrous hands in motion,
Soothing aching muscles with lotion,
Smoothing with unguents,
Rubbing with emollients,
R......E......L......A.....X......I......N......G.....
You'll wake up smiling,
I'll...

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Tis quite a beast of burden to bear atlas (shrug off not allowed)
Atlas shrugged an impossibility
tantamount to skinny dipping in the lock nest lagoon

Tantamount to...

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Part 2 of 2

.........eclectic mangling with each dextrous touch, fine lines begin to smudge, 


reality blends with fiction, body becomes an instrument, instantly switched on,...

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Sparks of inspiration fueled frisson building, crafting, 
designing, a gamut of glorious finished products, that 
offset bereft reaction dad experienced at workplace. 
Seventh heaven for...

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Lovely butterflies! For contest


To while time in leisure
Painted portrait, Nature
Her strokes so dextrous
Chose colours so lustrous
Hills, rivers, mountains
Trees, flowers, fountains
All in place, yet she felt
Liveliness...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: L (50) - Tongue-Teasers

The « early bird catches the worm » only because the worm has not woken up yet.

« I don’t love...

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the piano

grand dextrous strokes in ivory keys
of harmonius vibrations

By: Jeremy Siedlecki...

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Sussanah,my great grandma,times three,a pillow puffed up on her knee;with 
daughter Ann in cobbled Cowfair,daily shaped their homespun ware.In such 
humble women,cottage-tied,a rare and dextrous...

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Taxes are not talking nor are they taxis. But airports are often very congested. Packed tightly forming queues. Vastly unreported by news. News are neatly...

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Poetry in motion
is prose 
encapsulated in 
warring thoughts,
notions conceived 
in time oscillated 
flows,
harmonically 
shifting mental 
tides to whence 
the Tasmanian 
wind never blows,
where meditating 
and...

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With a weary, saddened smile and a twinkle in the eye, all dressed inside a tattered
   ill-fitting worldly suit,
   Crumpled baggy...

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