Best Fuzzed Poems

Air smelling lavender lily, in splash of wild flowers.
Bowers of rustic rosebuds, first love fragrance hours.
Cloudless skies exalt blue, fuzzed in luscious green.
Daffodils of yellow beams, bloom with night jasmine. 
Ephemeral path of blue birds, sync butterflies scarlet,
Fancy rejoice of dalliance, in pink and purple...

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The sirens and mermaids
called up from the deep,
untangled mesh nets
blithely held out by sleep.
There the first to emerge
were the sighs and the nods,
they sank then resurfaced
in clear Morphean pods.

I found myself wandering
on a wide stretch of beach.
My mind squeezed like a lemon,
my thoughts fuzzed like...

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How do I talk about a man who stood 5'9" tall, an average height, but attributes 
made him stood 9' tall. His face was plagued with fuzzed ball only a daddy should 
sport. Handsome as an angel and heart almost similar to a god. He...

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7/9/17

Getting stuck sucks
Call it tough luck
You must be nuts
I don't know you enough
So why would I just
Put very much trust
In someone that already bluffed
Over petty stuff

Mosquitoes and flies starting to buzz
A lot of sweat and blood
As I dug
Into hard ground and mud
During droughts and floods
The...

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spring melts into summer’s light
proving wrong that still despair,
chilled in winter’s heart,
has corroded to the marrow

for even poppies bloom
in broken fields and shell holes
bones blanketed in shrouds of moss
trill of larks cross no man’s land

as pollen floats out lazy over fields
fuzzed with sprouts and turned...

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How much more comfort than being well buzzed;
clarity and purity still intact!
You offer hope freely, fixing the fuzzed -
gift beyond gleaming gold bullion stacked.

I could almost laugh at my foolish ways,
except for the sharp weapons I'm wielding.
I shall only serve you so many days,
and yet...

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Sally Garrel is beautiful.
At least, that’s what she should be.
From her family’s looks she remains,
Perhaps most likely-
Fair white skin
Flowing blond hair
Flashing green eyes
Pouty lips moistly tinged rose
However, one can not truly tell,
For she is covered in
One Big Beauty Mark
Blotchy Brown
Fuzzed Hairs
Raised and Greasy
Sally Garrel is...

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Feathers sparkled lustrous leaves
crowded in a blisterful branch
glazed pink lusted sprinkling waves
smothered a idyllic luxury
Blizzard armies of service
strategically polished in sparkling
sparkle polish 
for a whispered gloria 
held sacredly 
Born in lacy recklessness 
with scarlet lolita cuffs
rubbed with glory in gold cloth
received veil covered rewards to...

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I always knew the cider mill was across the road,
Down a little ways from Grandma's house.
This day, it must have been October;
The afternoon sun was shining hot; 
The side of the road was dusty.
A steady sound was chug-chugging through the air
On top of the sweet...

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Flesh is a better word than bone
dried far better than fried
listless better than witless
Verklempt ever so superior to weeping

or am I wrong?

bone is white, lonely, brittle, bleached, stripped, broken?...beached, deserted

Flesh is rich, soft, mushy, tender, supple, pink, pale, peach-ed, and even fuzzed

fried is hot, hard,...

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thank you Walt Whitman

oh you foolish ones 
bordering on change of life
standing still for a moment
before full manhood embraces

how brave and daring
strident, filled with never ending life;
brash colts with tricks and
shameless lures for pretty young things.

exquisite in your urges to hold on
keep childish freedom safe
tucked...

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A moment lost I cry for now.  Memories
fuzzed by the event that stole from me.  I
long for that moment back to piece together this
shattered self I am.  Confusion mounts as I
slowly slip further away.  More determine than
ever to regain the time...

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O'er valley and dale
  flashed lightning and hail
Brass buttons, glimpses of steel
 
Soon bullets whizzed by
  cringing lads' shell-shocked eyes
Severed heads seen to spin and reel

Peach-fuzzed cheeks without beard
  a frantic youth's cry seared
skies the color of blood congealed

Sharp pains split his...

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another cluster of black berries 
was fuzzed by a fleet of mad cherries
the thin blue line was herding
as the cities were burning
come morning old glory was dreary...

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You came to me, what a freight
On that lonesome winter night.
Frosted tips and glistening everything white,
I will never forgive you, for taking away my landscape of green suede.
I loved her, growing more, you made her grow less, death in your presence.
You came to me, what...

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