Best Doodled Poems

doodled picture speaks something true silently about the doodler...

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There's a new kid at home, 
One nobody sees 
But we all know he's there. 
His name is Not Me. 

He took out all my...

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Not to sound so personal,

so hard to speak out of frozen cold,

but from old to young-

framed to freed...

From bossed to doodled,
to cop-land inside my noodle,

call...

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who knew
sounds like YOU

bravo romeo
you’re at the hotel
whiskey at the bar
and papas doing well
he played two rounds
and his echo said tell
juliet his sweet
that an oscar...

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You are a woman, with numerous names –
Whore,
Harlot, 
Courtesan,
Street Walker,
Concubine,
Lady of the night,
Prostitute,
a sex worker???

Bird of prey -
eyed by predator pimps, 
numerous numb nights 
spent...

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For a long time I've questioned the phrase
"Women are from Venus, while Men are from Mars".
As my science classes memory stands, Venus
is a ball of...

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A flood of grackles,
black-leafing the tree
who seem to’ve forgot
that its not
Winter;
it’s Spring and everything
is about to flower.

Eva says they are starling
and they may be.
She says...

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Thoughts and ideas are entangled 
within and inside doodled concepts
that tie and cross themselves,
in a fashion I cannot comprehend
sometimes.
Often I meditate and reflect,
to get all...

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Their yellow teeth smile, stained a lacquer brown.
We swap greetings, though the format banal.
Actions reveal bedeviled, forced manners - - - 
though fear could not...

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Words shy away.
Emotions taunting me.
Heart is overwhelmed,
Stifling my pain
Just doodled, thoughts.
Feels good, yes.

Thanks for the win.
It’s not just mine.
Ours for poems.
World needs more,
Not just poems.
Much...

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**  Mother Nature Draws the Dawn  **


Already, 
Dawn sets off 
This longitude’s waking,
Displaying nearby trees
Into their scribbled silhouettes
In shades
Of gray with blasts of...

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Wending her way westward, wafted on whispering wings
   Sailing serenely southward, slithering past secluded scenes
Nudging northward, noticing narrow, noctilucent moonbeams
   Edging...

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Ishkabibble the little k-nibble
went down the garden path
He whistled and skipped
and doodled and dipped
beneath the garden leaves
hustle and bustle and whistle he did
With  a...

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The first night I arrived on my own.
Streets were darkening, yet kept alive
by lights in café’s and couples
walking arm in arm.
The driver carried my forlorn...

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The Top Man, the Cock of the Walk,
He  loved being the head of the flock.

With the first faint ray  of morning light,
He cocka-doodled...

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