Best Gnarly Poems

*To fully appreciate this a person would have to be at least somewhat familiar with the movie: Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure

"Dude, here's a heads...

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Always Prepared

Ready 
Freddy

The Untamed

Feral
Ferril

What’s in Frankie’s Pockets?

Frankie’s
hankies

Patriotic Guy

Yankee
Frankie

Of the highest Quality

Fraser’s
razors

Small Eater

Grazer
Frazer

The Warlock

Pagan
Fagin

The Brilliant One

Star Glow
Fargo

Something’s About to Happen to Him

Herald
Gerald

Poet

The bard
Gerard

The Mimic

Parrot
Garret

Who Needs Pudding...

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Twas darkness upon the quietly residing heath...
And deathly was the sullen red sandstone tower...
Standing gloomily inside the masons dry-stone walls
Amidst toppling granite slabs and the...

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Seems as I age
My fondness for trees only grows
Their resilience and gracefulness
Their symmetry and beauty
Their arms outstretched heavenward
As if asking to be blessed with a...

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Poetry Thoughts

I write my poems in a deep thought
with the pain my life dearly bought
Lost, listening to my vanishing muse
this world's whispers I often use!

Words...

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(A Paul Callus & Carolyn Devonshire collaboration)


Standing not far from the cliff’s edge 
the aging tree, solitary,
with gnarly roots clings to the rocks -
she shows...

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The Butterfly Cocooned

Noon
Beneath higher twig tips, 
    my heart flutters
Near converging branches.

My cocoon
Rests
Mid-high the strength 
    and distinctive character
Of...

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Spring soothes with a gentle rain
 With blushing blooms we once knew
 Fragrant flowers will then reign
 and everything becomes new

 Summer bakes with sizzling...

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The winds of spring made the wind chimes sing
 As flowers bloomed anew
 The bells on the chimes began to ring
 And bird songs soon...

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I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.

I worked...

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(Sing to tune of Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow)

Oh, the weather outside is crappy, 
and they say I should be happy,
But...

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Naked Farewell

Old gnarly never looked so good
outstretched arms hugging the tepid sun.


John G. Lawless
11/21/2014

submitted to Crystalline – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Rick Parise...

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Aged Osage;
twisting, turning, 
tentacled specter of the soil; 
centuries of thrills, you have seen.

Gnarly old fingers, 
still reach for brother sun’s embrace 
and you share...

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Said the fauna to the flora, upon the forest floor
“Which tree is the tallest, is it the Sycamore?”
The Tulip tree was listening and answered “it...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.

The...

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