Best Giddy Poems

The wind herds
the brown-paper bag leaves
pell-mell along the river of asphalt.
Gusts whip bare branches into a frenzy.
Mini cyclones scatter street rubble.
Flags whack poles with great abandon
and cloth lines bang rudderless into the clapboard.
Men with tear filled eyes rush toward shelter.
The sun still, and silent, lassoed...

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The slow happy sigh of a smile,
The lazy eyes as they squint;
The brightness of belly laughter,
A scream as you land in the pool;

It warms you up and makes you squeal;
It's the sound of a road trip 
with the windows down and the music up;

Smacking your...

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The warm spring weather has finally arrived
Making us feel giddy and glad we're alive
Best time of the year
Gorgeous colours appear
Another winter's over, think I'll start to imbibe


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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I remember when my Aunt
wanted a divorce,
said, "at last my time is mine
I shall live on the Golf Course".

My Uncle never played
he gave the game a snub,
thought it pretty pointless
to hit a ball with club.

He only wanted offspring,
to fertilise her eggs,
but she was bloody adament
he...

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Giddy is a fun place to be
Kinda like octupusses under the sea
According to the Beatles.

Giddy is happy, HAPPY me
Without having to try how to be
What grouchy people would rather see.

I love me some giddy
As much as my kitty
The world is more pretty..

When I'm giddy....

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When I was only four years old
I'd ride my mama's broom
I'd chase those villains everywhere
Well, until she swept the room

She kept it in the kitchen corner
I called it his corral
Whenever trouble came to town
I'd reach for my best pal

Now every cowboy needs a horse
And mine...

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She was a college educated buttoned up girl
She worked as a teller in the bank
She didn't look like she had any fun
Most people didn't even know she drank. 

But she had legs that went on forever
Best introduction to a butt you've ever seen
And at night...

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Okay I'll admit it, my mind's a bit strange
Methinks I've been out far too long on the range
So giddy up old fellow
 My trusty old caballero
Before they force me to hand over the reigns


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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This is me being happy today
at the end of the work-week from hell.
I must say as preamble, hey,
I get rules and will follow, I wanna place well.

I'm happy no one that I know died today.
I'm happy I still know how to crochet.
I'm happy my uncle's...

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It’s a dreary rainy day for everyone but she
Her heart overflows with joyful sunshine
An effervescence she cannot contain
She glows with giddy infatuation

The way she saunters on rainbow clouds
Thirsting hungering craving
All while bursting at the seams
Impossible to hide her exhilaration

Caught in a whirlwind of disarray
Undeniable the...

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Okay I'll admit it, my mind's a bit strange
Methinks I've been out far too long on the range
So giddy up old fellow
 My trusty old caballero
Before they force me to hand over the reigns...

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Spring so pretty, come fever my ditty
with daytime wispy and nighttime witty -
not hot sticky, not cold chilly,
but warm sun frilly and cool moon giddy
that I may best invest in Spring's whimsy.

If not too tricky, dream me scent zippy.
Show your prissy, you change hippy,
let your...

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Lance Out I Strike With Line LICKETY SPLIT GIDDY UP HORSE


L-   Lingeringly lively
I-   Instants in a jiffy
C-  Chop-chop
K-  Kwikly plodding
E-  Expeditious struck wit whip
Y-  Yippee ki-yay, giddy up horsey 


04/08/18  2018©

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Okay I'll admit it, my mind's a bit strange
Methinks I've been out far too long on the range
So giddy up old fellow
 My trusty old caballero
Before they force me to hand over the reigns...

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Wonderful love dreams thrilled young Cali.
She sung of such with good friend, Sally.
Extraordinary and precocious,
her thoughts felt expialidocious.

Expialidocious were heart thumps.
Precocious fantasies raised goosebumps.
Sally thought her love, fragalistic.
Cali said, "joy's not fatalistic."

For Cali, hushed love was great enough....

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