Best Drawls Poems

Notus comes creeping furtively from the south
hot and bothered from the blazing summer sun.
The wind of change...concealed it launches sudden storms
as clouds pile up across...

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the serpent sleeps
coiled, reclining at my feet
      dreaming of deceit


   tempting marshmallows:
do not rush. Delay will bring
 ...

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Mint stars reaching out to greet the sky 
Cool zephyr blowing across your cheeks
Much nearer, your silhouette appears
Like a fog carried by beams ,you advance
With...

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A life time of eating junk food now my body is sick once I eat a piece of candy my body reacts never knew that...

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Sooth this irrational rage resplendent in its affliction
See through the foolish drawls that make up my surrounding core
Understand I see each flaw of mine in...

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We entwine among boughs 
of leafy trees  in  graceful fluidity so evergreen...
  and whisper of love's harvest after gentle  drawls
rising with...

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The Dream Visit 

It is in the shadows of the night;
When the moon is awake.
That you come into sight;
And offer me your hand to take.

In...

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She swaggers over to our table
Whips out her pad from her apron
Pencil poised
What’cha want Hon?
She drawls
Soft pink lips in a little twinkled pout
The white frilled...

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I hear the clarion bugle calls at Fort Carson when conditions are just right,
Sounding "Reveille" at break of dawn to the mournful sound of "Taps"...

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Surprises Spice Up Life


Life’s full of surprises that spice up our Life:
Common surprises; strangest of surprises...
Drive around town; visit the eventful circus
Go to Church; visit...

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The grace, the flow, the singing vibrations.
I'm ready, I'm ready to pull my bow across the river of time.
Time that steadies the flow of these...

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Old Mr. Nicholson
totters across the town square
to the barbershop where
Clive has cut his hair
for the last forty years or so

Not hardly needing
even a trim
but pretending
he...

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Yes, it’s all too regular, this kind
of setting--- the language of rooms
exposing littered notes along slit wrappers
gone wild: oh  half-asleep kids 
still run amuck...

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one eye open, Light flickers through
some die smokin, boots, whickers, booze
drawls and the draw, one liners move
sunsets on set, squirt bottles make dew

tossing and a...

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at this moment
thinking of you
scared of commitment
mind around you

senses tell me no
my soul drawls me
I just don't know
your name follows me

like the sun comes
like the...

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