Best Dustpan Poems

Cinderella thought she had found her Prince Charming,
but arriving at the palace was a bit alarming.
Cinderella found it rather absurd,
how each room had women from all over the world.

Then he gave her a dustpan and sweeping brush,
told her:
"Clean the kitchen and then make sure the...

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Eileen was born 80 1/2 years ago
on the first day of winter on the ground a bit of snow
with a twinkle in her eyes and a healthy glow
having both outer and inner beauty to bestow,

Second oldest girl who blossomed and bloomed
living in Queens New York...

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Running out of ideas?
That is impossible if you have a:
friend
acquaintance
neighbor
co-worker
boss
president
king
queen
TV set
I-pad
I-phone
I-pod
kangaroo
chicken
donkey
toilet paper
monopoly
dictionary
thesaurus
computer
outside
inside
dog 
cat
dresser
drum set
sibling
diary
father
mother
siblings
dragon
butterfly
unicorn
dawn
sky
stars
cosmos
moon
nemesis
goldfish
talent
team
plate
fork
spoon
blanket
bed
sun
moon
stars
spiders web
wasp
bathroom
kitchen
holiday
cousins
grandma
grandpa
car
truck
broom
dustpan
plane
bedroom
child
grand child
brain
imagination
love
life
ufo
or
space aliens...

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Death belies the darkness summoned,
tombstone-colored is the sky,
shards of memories merely fragments,
wailing wind the sole reply.

Violent storm winds strip the tree limbs
like a poltergeist, unseen,
tawdry feeders, heavy wind chimes,
beat against the window screens.

Waiting for the glass to shatter,
like so many childhood dreams,
china teacups, rosebud patterned
in...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all was not quite as it might've then seemed

Old-fashioned black clothing made her look quite strange
townies deemed her morbid- “dangerous, deranged”
But...

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They scoop me up, I smell so good.  Others come, and stand in line. People shifting, impatiently.
They pay money, as cash registers sing happily.  Wide pleasing smiles appear when they reach for us.
One starts eating me before she returns to her seat. ...

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The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.

I wish to hold this moment for all time—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.

There is...

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Sitting on a rusted blue bench the sun blew down on me a cool 
     green and yellow as the afternoon tucked me into 
     bed,      

The depot was old, no busses...

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I'm planting trees today.
Cherry trees in front,
Peter on the street,
Paul in the middle,
with Mary closest in toward the house,
all on the far side of our gravel drive.

On the same southern side,
along my neighbor's new above the eyebrows 8-foot fence,
backside facing me,
which is fine,
more backdrop character...

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Wally Cleans His Room

When he woke up Tuesday, Wally looked around his room.
It really was a mess and so he went to get his broom.
All his cleaning items went into his purple pail,
the dustpan in his right hand, and the dust cloths on his tail.

He...

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Lay down and rest now,lay down and rest 
You've sown wisely,you've given your best. 
As friend, wife, and mother you've labored with love 
No worries now, no cares now,come rest above. 
 
Leave cupboard and kitchen,needle and thread, 
Broom and dustpan,come lay down your head....

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Trojan War 
As I sweep the floor I find little pieces of you. 
Reminding me of you. 
That you were once here. 
Living in our house. 

Being part of my life. 

Now you're gone. 
I know where. 
I sweep the floor. 
Cleaning up. 
Ridding my...

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*Image of Danny folk's Boo by YC.


A Black Cat Tale Souvenir


One Saturday morning,
fourteen-year-old Danny,
my neighbor's kid who lives down the road,
would come over to do the lawn
and some simple house chores,
for extra spending money.

Sometimes,
their American Long Haired black cat named, "Boo",
would tag along.

The lawn was...

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It was late afternoon on the 27th of June.
I was sitting on my porch, just whistling a tune.
Having just returned from a European tour;
My bride being tired sat in her chair and snored.
I was feeling just a wee bit bored,
So headed to Fred’s for evening...

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*Image of Dr Mikhail Tyaglyy
AUDIO version for the vision impaired.


Dr Mikhail Tyaglyy


Go, young man,
and conciliate cravings,
menacing palls the cherished
realm. Shelves are left barren
for frantic looks, as aisles
reload a virtuous plunge of
cobwebbed books, decaying
prints accolades of vice barren 
save one issue ...
record stamped BUNKER.

Youths immersed
in causality...

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