Best Encores Poems

Two Encores

Now please don’t think me a bragger,
But, I sung on stage with Mick Jagger.
There we pouted our lips,
and we wiggled those hips.

Two encores and...

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My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a...

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Your name is a prerequisite 
for every final and finale. 
An exclamation 
after encores. 
The truest definition of more. 
The atom before cataclysmic spasm 
and...

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   "Intimate Inspirations"



the beauty of Nature inspires my quill
the lovely mystique' of Creation, my will
to compose lines, amazing, to share with my peers
and...

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Dancing, whizzing, whirling,
  Skaters swooping by;
Starlets busy twiriling,
  Pointing to the sky.

Judges tracing outlines,
  Fancy figure eights;
Hopefuls' unread headlines,
  Sealed in...

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Fling frolic fierce
Ply pretty pierce
Trade thoughtful tears


Fashion feeds fame
Troubles try tame
Niche naughty name


Leave laughter loud
Pry petty proud
Aim art aloud


Sense surreal sights
Lines linger light
Freeze-frame free flight


Fear...

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Tonight we play our favorite duet
 to an audience of celestial stars.
Variations over years; a song we never forget,
 stroking familiar notes within each bar.

Andante:...

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(What Susie Did)




My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose -...

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ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE, AND ALL THE MEN AND WOMEN MERELY PLAYERS;... AND SO HE PLAYS HIS PART...  LAST SCENE OF ALL, 
THAT...

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What advice should I be giving?
Who am I to say anything?
I wish to convey a word or two, maybe more
As a result of what life...

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Oh, yes, I have heard sleep talking before.
And thankfully, it was not always me!
Although, I admit that in days of yore
I woke myself up in...

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Out with the old , in with the new 
We all subject to change
It would be a shame 
If you ain't Grew
Lost 

Before I stop...

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Existential fear abandoned for the sake of delusion

Nuclear freeze in her heart of alchemy’s shivers 

Veiled shadows dancing to the echo of silence

Intemperance sounding choral...

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Her fingers strum
lullabies on my
dopamine lines
from one artery
to the next
She's connected
to every heartbeat
in every breath
like a ***** spiritual
to Still I Rise
Her touch exposes
 surprising endings
and...

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~ can you tell I'm ready for SPRING???! hehe ~



Jealous Winter
     by Amy Swanson



Winter...
   
    ...

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