Best Gawk Poems

It was about seven in the morn as the sun was starting to rise
Unbeknown to the folks of Milton Creek they were in for a...

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Look closely,  feel the harmless heat 
enveloping black-diamond 
         petals in the glistening
   ...

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I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden...

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How does one answer, what is love;
it's part hope, part apparition.
But what it truly is; sort of
simply defies definition.

Have you ever felt so alive
that it...

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Have I been one among the chain
of those who come to gawk, then strain
to point a finger, poke my nose
into places I don't own?
To claim...

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There was a time when I was young,
My cousin Glenn and I,
Did fall in love with one young man,
Whose face and form were fine.

He had...

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I am a large woman,
Broad lovely hips,
Soft round belly,
Big luscious lips.

Wherever I go,
People take notice of me,
Let them gawk,
At my massive beauty.

People that laugh,
Think they...

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Word Quintet in C Major

By Stark Hunter

Open the door my friend,
Climb on in,
Join me here in this relentless caravan,
This unstoppable, this incontrovertible, 
this inexorable movement,
To...

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(unfit 
category 
but no 
choice.)

Life would 
be 
worthless 
and 
short
If this is 
the only 
dear life 
we 
have
Great 
plans just 
death can 
abort
to be 
useless...

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A story inscribed in the constellations
of the punctate canopy of night
Perseus astride the winged Pegasus
Hurtling to save his fair maid Andromeda 
from the beastly Cetus...

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I made a trip to New York
and surely looked like a dork
staring at the sky
scrapery so high
(and sometimes ogled a nork*)

I took a walk to...

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Seven days and lonely at night
Was a Princess called Snow White
On her doorstep there was
Little guy dwarves
All different to view from sight

So on Monday night...

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In a city as big as New Yawk,
There’s so much at which tourists can gawk
But the locals’ fast pace
May be hard to embrace
So if guiding...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all...

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PLEASE DO NOT READ PART II BEFORE YOU HAVE READ PART I! THANK YOU! :)

She had been a modest woman
Had so desired a family
But that...

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