Best Fancy Free Poems

It's so good to be fancy-free,
To just be me.
I sit beneath this big oak tree
Drinking wine, writing poetry.

No one to tell me, "Hurry up!"
I drink...

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Tiptoeing towards the edge of the towering cliff

I flap my wounded wings and fly

over tall two hundred year old oak trees

up to the top of...

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When fields gleam aureate and song birds sing
and transient stars in clusters scintillate,
when sweet perennials are coaxed by spring
to blossom forth, he comes with sprightly...

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I am strong

You may simply disregard me
with your arrogant throng
You may treat me with disrespect
I'm still here, I am strong

Why don't you like it when...

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surely, no concept of Heaven
      compares in all object to this -
        ...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing

o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,

the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.

A sudden shower would see...

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God knows I'm a country girl,
and wouldn't trade it for nothin' in this world.
Long brown hair and big brown eyes,
I'll take you on an exciting...

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What folly is fancy free and footloose
Please don't be fooled, tis but a ruse
If you think about it you will deduce
Freedom's never free, you silly...

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The morning aches like bricks today
And every step I take, my feet
Feel entangled in wild weed
I will not leave, I think I'll stay

A weight as...

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In inspirations meadow, the soul roams freely through imaginations
Timeless thoughts, here I’m a boundless spirit soaring in flights fantasy.
Kicking the stardust from the night’s eternal...

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Some ancient wisdom
Doth behold; a parabolic
To unfold. Mathematics to 
Delight ; resemble crescent 
Moon at night! The alchemy
In this I see; a medieval
Fantasy . Behold...

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. . . and Fancy Free 
(Shoes Limerick Set)

How I walk makes me wear out my shoes,
so I buy many kinds, kept by two’s
in my...

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Mid-April evening, overlooking Clear Lake
at Chelsea’s Wine Bar, a party of one:

Sipping white zinfandel, I feel the chill
of my half-empty glass while fancy-free

flatware clatters impassive...

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How splendid to be fancy-free,

     A perfect morn upon the sea,

          Just...

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how lucky is a human in their cause
        to happen on occasion such as this?
   ...

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