Best Gentile Poems

The sun had just risen over town, it was a beautiful morning
And outside Baker's new Bakery, a long queue was forming
The aroma of fresh baking...

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Tell me
how did we get here 
at a swishing swapping party?
(The voices echo in emptiness) 

Bubbly cheerful and happy, naked and raw 
forever bachelors Larry...

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Her life turned upside down, endless chorus of tears,
jilted she hoped he would stop in the name of love.
What was once endless love was now...

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By Starlight 

How proud stands the willow
in silhouette of twilight skies.
The willow never weeps alone, 
tears of joy stream down cheeks
at the footbridge where she...

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A cute gentile pig in New York
plays hopscotch over turtle hurdles
which eased her bunny
until a smack talking turkey announced,
'Did you hear how the skunks in...

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I’m lunching with my bestie Mylie
She’s upset and no longer smiley
I ask her what’s wrong
She said in my thong
My bottom is no match for Kylie!

I...

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I always liked the way she played with her hair....
across from the vast expanse of the bed,
legs up, with her back against the wall,
I saw...

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knock knock knock
on my front door
i get up to look
it's lonliness at the door

but quite and still
i would not let
lonliness in so peacefull i slept

morning...

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It’s the time of the year to make a steaming hot soup
To remember some of the best in our poetry group*
When I make soup I...

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Anne-Lise Andresen-  "Hugs"
Anisha Dutta- "Sweet Lady" 
Beata Agustin- "Spiritual" 
Bill Baker- "Friend from Texas" 
Brandy Nicole- "Whispers & Scribbles" 
Brian Sambourne- "One of my...

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Why am I running round this table
Getting sweaty and looking a sight
Someone said it would enable
Me to lose some weight, I hope they’re right

A tiny...

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Lonely nights come and take me 
Raise me up but don't break me
Lovely wind I can feel your coldness
Touch my skin, play my hair until...

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"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or...

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Lady, with blossom buds in thy hair....

   how fortuitous for me the day is sweeter 

   in the shade of your...

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Gathered in the shade of her quaint little garden, 
 where a trellis was woven with rose climbing vines,
   something enchanting, had been...

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