Best Fidgety Poems

Fidgety fingertips
tickling tempo and time,
modeling melody,
writing in rhythm and rhyme.

Frolicking fantasy -
magic in music sublime.
Perfectly pleasing performance;
cleverly crafting the climb.

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Fidgety Cats And Feline Pets

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Look past
the faded little girl    braids and bows 
in a       polaroid picture
buttery yellow skirt 
curtsying ...

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How different this place
this sanctuary feels, here
inside one’s head. Where
insidious illusions fondle
a subvert mind, and obscenities
resonate within the confusion,
when fidgety creatures, assume
guardianship of my preternatural
situation,...

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THE BEAUTY OF VESUVIUS 

An olive garland crowns her Autumn hair,
  The beauty of Vesuvius — she’s unaware.
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How the wind plays
across the water
in changing patterns,
its skittish mood drawn
in ripples and rivulets 
of sparkle under
a morning sun.

The small boats fidgety 
at their moorings
as...

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Like a tsunami from the ocean
I want to churn everything, inside out
But rue the fact that, 
Like a bubble in the air 
Have to be...

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growing up too soon

	you said: is there anything more excruciating than lagging behind
						being passed by
	a hasbeen
				still knocking on portals
twitching toes twirling thumbs
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On the course at Coomealla where the Murray River wends,
Golfers hit their balls and miss the kangaroos,
Now their aim is not to hit them where...

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The shepherd stood on the field, frail,
He knew not what to do when and why,
As the wrathful sun did steep down,
The confused chap followed his...

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Elegant in burnt orange afterglow, 
sparkling starlight opens the show.
Neighbors and strangers appear all aroun’, 
porch lights and car lights enlighten the town.

They arrive afoot...

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Hungry for munchies, on his way to the lunchroom, 
a rambunctious, persnickety,“fuss-budget”, elderly
jittery, fidgety, geezer, named Cassidy…
whose questionable dexterity, aghast by a massive sneeze,
teeter-tottered precariously....

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The clock at the station strikes me sad
stuck at midnight or noon.
Its hands won’t tell which twelve.
But that’s not what strikes me sad,
not even the...

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We meet once a week, an odd group of poetic friends-
Hannah is from Atlanta and wears a bandana,
Abraham always says hello ma'am to me quietly,...

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It's inauguration day, January 20, 2021.
I could be at home, watching the TV presentation
pomp and pageantry. But old, achy, onerous and 
anxious, bladder full with...

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