Best Fascinated Poems

I am watching a flipper show 
Where pairs of two 
Run around 
A Flea market 
Making deals 
Competing with the other pair 

The entire show Intrigues me 
Delights me 
Excites me 

I want power tools 
And goggles now 
Which is ridiculous 
When you realize I...

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Forensic science fascinates me
in a curiously, unnatural way.
I cannot get enough of it.
The blood droplets, the hair follicle,
the fingernail that proved someone was
where they were not supposed to be.

Sometimes wondering why this has such an
all encompassing overwhelming hold
on me, I think it is the brilliance...

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Fascinated 
Am I 
By your walk 
The way 
You talk the way we communicate 
Which stimulates 
My mind and my hunger to 
Be around you.

Your eyes grab hold of
My deepest fantasy 
And makes it reality 
Your body screams in volumes 
And sends errotic fumes 
In...

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Young and old with one glance,
A child of children with secrets,
A secret of yesterday’s romance,
 Produced from wild eyed couplets,

But given the slightest chance,
Would live without regrets,
Parented with a glance,
Fascinated with piglets,

How we love to dance,
Before we take our first steps,
Ants tickling in our pants,
Quickly...

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I left that red rose on her dressing desk
But found in the evening as untouched but dried
Tho' I reminded not to forget among her other task
Unable to control emotions, my soul too cried

I just asked her what did happen
She could realize now the blunder
She said...

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Fascinated With Will Rogers and Mark Twain

Which one is a must?
Should we collect and discuss
Gather in disgust.

I am becoming quite fascinated with Will Rogers,
Mark Twain, Ogden Nash and also Robert Frost.
Combine all of those together and you will end 
up finding me.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
and...

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Incorrigible bores blissfully unaware that they are boring!

Date submitted : 27 April 2021...

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Tweet pop weet whistle sleet slew tweet
I spend hours trying to write down a songbird’s notes
Robins, cardinals, wrens, sparrow, and thrush.
But I cannot capture their lyrics in our known alphabet.

I finally realized it is because they have beaks, not mouths.
They make sounds we are incapable...

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Phrenology and phenology fascinate me
Not sure why
But they both intrigue me
Helping my imagination
Conjure new possibilities
Delighting me and reminding me
of  other “ologies”.
Geology, biology, zoology, psychology.
These “ologies” parade into my dendrite
field, introducing my brain
to active  new possible ideas and we dance.
The “ologies” and I are...

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she has that Rubenesque look some shy from
her silhouette is noticed and sighed over
she walks with a swish that entices onlookers

she is unaware of her form 
it is simply a gown she wears 
something that flows beautifully but without thought

her breathing would stop
if she realized...

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You have always fascinated me
Your wide white wings and the magic wand

Every time you offer a fly
I give in, albeit you going to drop me from high
Every time you mesmerize ne
To dance with the stars
I give in, albeit knowing you going to stop the music...

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i am way too hyped to think
i see it and i am entranced
it is not an infomercial
it is not an advertisement
it is not even the wettest of dreams
it is the real thing....right in front of my eyes....live and in color
my heart begins to pound
my mouth...

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I am fascinated by the worst of the worst of the worst
Watching shows like Criminal Minds
Forensic Files
Stuff that keeps me awake all night
Re-living the horror I felt while I was
Sitting in front of the TV
watching a murder or apocalypse
Too fearful to watch a scary movie,...

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I’m fascinated 
By stars,
Your photograph burns an image
Stripped jive and sashay portrait
Bare-boned and statuesque;
Jolting below the waist,
The cosmic crunch of desire,
And how I burn there,
Like trashcan or oil-drum fires
Radiating against the hobo rags,
Heating the stone-cold skin to tingling life.
Man, such feelings,
By stars
Fascinated.
Like, how your finger...

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When you're born
You're at a junction 
Paths derive from this junction
Suppose you're destined to one 
You followed the path 
On the way, many sceneries welcomed you
You're fascinated
And you took the chance
To fulfil your greeds or dreams
Maybe you waited , you received
Maybe you earned , you...

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