Best Fluctuates Poems

I remember that place
in green pastures called home.
But where are you now
“Union Yard, Britton Holm”
Deep in reams of memories
indelible you lay,
reposed at the helm
of a...

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Fat Bottomed Girls

I've got a bony backside
And it hurts when I sit down
That's why my mood it fluctuates
From black to dirty brown
So I try sitting...

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The temperature fluctuates between mild spring days to rain or even snow. Nature wakes up, and the buds slowly sprout on the trees. Coltsfoot pop...

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One has to like the price,
which never fluctuates.
It floats,
like some suspended orb
imparted from another heaven, perhaps...
itself a consciousness unknown
and undefiled. 
It is the good the...

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Depression fluctuates 
It rises and falls in stages
It can make you feel the lowest of lows
like your locked in a bunch of cages.
You don't know...

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Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone.
The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me.
At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and...

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Time  Evolves

Mind  Changes

Thoughts  Perform

Problems  Divide

People  Manifest

Destiny  Accomplishes

Wisdom  Dominates

Unity  Succeeds

Love  Enhances

Hate  Discourages

Water  Flows

Nerves  Penetrate

Energy...

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Space Rock Climber was born to the void
On an asteroid named for its ores and metals
Orbiting the sun one year after another
Morning never comes
Day never...

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OCEANS
When lips share a romantic kiss,
Can it be, in that intimate exchange
One bears a mist
And another holds no such cover?
Is this a truth?
One heart remains...

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You have your story I have mine
You’ve lied about more than my allotted time
My fingers shake as I write this rhyme 
Blood boiling quake that’s...

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it is one of those dinners
leaning in the doorway, she is working
to her, this is a simple one
spaghetti ala Carbonara
she explains it to me as...

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Barack Obama!
Stop the drama!
Dick Cheney
You make it rainy!
Britney Spears
brings me beers
One size fits em
said Ashley Simpson ;)
stop the hate
of Bill Gates
Its Mrs Gates
who fluctuates!
50 cents
Nippy...

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It hangs in the  clouds
   peeking between the blue white and gray
   holding back the sun in its nimbo-stratus shroud.
The...

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Her fireflies eyes ,
Melted my heart of stone and turned it into dust ,
Dust  carried by the wing of the wind
from desert sand of...

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Poetry to me is the expression of one’s own heartbeat.

Just as its rhythmic presence fluctuates or subsides at different intervals of our lives.

Poetry is universally...

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