Best Gimlet Poems

Her golden hair and gimlet eyes
Caught me completely by surprise.
With her I felt virile and strong         ...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive...

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Charcoal dark, gimlet sharp

eyes observing, searching.

Lake below, surface calm,

Tiny ripple, silver flash,

Extended talons swooping down.

Prey ensnared, life expired,

Soaring upward, eagle wings.

Rugged mountain nest on high,

Ravenous...

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By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock...

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The Snow Bird
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Autumn In The Air - Hooray

Respite from punishing 
     heat wave - yay
which above line,
     could "speak"...

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I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and...

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words, words, words
thrown at the wall for naught
clever syntax catchy rhyme scheme
hapless cadence letters caught

grappl'd with a muse
dusty finger crackled keys 
a screen fills up...

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old songs, tired poems,
languid in clotted veins,
human condition, 
artistic renditions, 
nose-to-tail in ruts carved deep, 
of older stories, 
of blood, 
of heartache, 
of tragic mistakes,
the...

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I still feel under the weather today April 2nd, 2023

Unseen enemy invades my body 
with platoon of green berets air
rating, and enfilading immune system viz...

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I relish being hungry for popslop grub...

(on second thought lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protruding taut and visible
doubling as drum to drub
synchronized with heart...

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Vodka Gimlet, White Russian, or just a Rum and Coke.
As long as it’s alcohol, it really doesn’t matter.
All these people sit at the bar and...

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I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly...

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In loving memory the saga goes,
or so they say when feint reminder culls a piercing interlude.
Remnant of an unfinished sentence,
broken shadow haunt awash with grief,
snapshot...

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I loathe feeling under the weather...,

especially when nasty elephant 
(named Thomas the pachyderm)
stomping to break loose courtesy tether,
where antibodies of mine 
struggle to band together
loosely...

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