Best Gawping Poems

My auntie wears 'Bridget Jones' knickers
But last week at tea at the vicars
She’d purloined MY lace thong
It was morally wrong
T’was the cause of very loud snickers

My thong’s wedged between her butt crack
Stuck firmly between front and back
But it’s not a surprise
As it’s not in her...

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She wore her skirt short,
her lingerie to be seen.
Such sights aplenty!

Gawking, gawping eyes
lusted at shear nudity.
They burned with hunger.

She proudly stood in
ruffled edges of cheap chintz,
dimmed and stained with wear.

Though worn and weathered,
her shoes had seven-inch heels -
a platform for love.

She was hardworking,
a rough road...

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All night unto dawn
a gentle sadness
a comforting...

there is a dreaming rain falling
it is younger than morning mist
it is the first and last teardrop
as the world recalls its ancient roots.

I rest in the backwash of my own ebbing waves.
My breath cleansed in the light-stepping rain.

Distantly I...

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Nature held a Beauty Pageant
Guess who was crowned a crest? 
A flowery green meadow was the stage and rostrum
Watch who won the contest.

Well, the peacock from India was crowned beauty King
The bird of paradise from New Guinea became Beauty queen.

And last but not least was...

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Clipper Ships

My mother; she wasn’t there any more
Burned away in chemo radiology
Therapy for the incurable
As she lingered for a year
Lobotomized by cancer

But in her dreams she sailed her clipper ships
Sailed away on the mighty Cutty Sark
Indomitable spirit she was
Swayed by the poetry of canvas sails
A...

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What a phlox in you I find,
What a Rose Flower, oh babe:
Bright like early morning sun of xmas.
Succulent “things” like the rightly ripe pawpaw at my backyard.

Oh Babe what a beauty you are to behold –
Making gawping heads not able to eyes hold back,
Goggling eyes...

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In times of trouble it outshines its glow 
The supposed intrinsic value of its allure
Is a safe house in times of economic un-certainty
When money is being made but not through 
Traditional means 

The historian would if consulted dismiss
The hype surrounding this shiny metal 
As nought...

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A Prophets End to Invasion
 
They were besotted 
And long they stood with their clans men
their adamant frenzy breaking the strain in their eyes
gawping at the infamous injustice done
the dangling figure hung 
with loop and gaudy blood
limp in their half seeing light
 
The uniformed aliens...

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Gazing the stars in the heaven
Contemplating on the mysteries of the hidden.
Counting the petals of flowers in the meadow
Astonishingly its Fibonacci sequence though.
Diving deep into the cell nucleus
Phi ratio of DNA makes me curious.
Does infinity lie within everything?
That made my mind gawping.
Perhaps our destination is...

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The street is full of cell-phone zombies;
I’m grateful that my parents didn’t murder me,
and for other small blessing;
content to be this moving figure
In a badly sketched landscape.

Liquor store servers
always make a point of saying ‘have a nice day,’
they are professionals,
they know you are not buying...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 1 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
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Three man sized ‘mice’ and Stanley Dann stood gawping at the screens
Churchill muttered, “I don’t want to tell you what this means.”
Crocket shook his head and said, “I can’t believe they’re here,
And Cody said, “We...

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Hermit thrush
hops, hovers, flips, flicks
gawping shy
modest nest
cup of moss, weeds, twigs, rootlets
sings so Oh! holy...

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A setted carving, 
   Written by privation 
      Words that leak through unfilled ink 
         Gawping empty between ridges. 
          ...

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Janice Avery loved deep green nature; like cherry sunset owls, gawping.
She dwelt with her parents and Sissy, when old, golden days were walking.

They lived out in the hilly country, where orangeish stars could be seen;
And summer seemed to last forever, for days held a predominate...

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