Best Gobble Up Poems

Solid gray skies
   Over daylilies trying to bloom
    Several different species so colorful
      Open only a day, live life to the fullest
        What have I done with my...

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Oh, mighty vacuum cleaner, duty calls;
   like magic, you suck up unsettling grime
in my small world of carpets, floors, and walls.
   You gobble up debris in record time
of lint and dust polluting my domain,
   to leave behind a sparkling...

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Oh hungry vacuum cleaner, there you go—
Like magic, sucking up the grimy dirt
In my small world of carpets, floors, and walls.
You gobble up unwanted enemies
Of lint and dust polluting my domain,
And leave behind a sparkling atmosphere.

Oh hungry vacuum cleaner, if I could
Direct your force upon...

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November water somber black
Runs under haunted houses down the block
Moving through the shallow aqueducts
Poisoning shadows, contaminated, liquefied 
Red bricks cling to deposits rank decay
Waters feed  on foundations  on  limestone rocks
Down there to etch the center of the soul
Sinkholes gobble up the ground
Houses...

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Life is not cricket: though a game of cricket reflects life 
It portrays real-life conditions; from cradle to urn 
Starting with toss of a coin; ends in pulling bails off
Just as cricket life is simply a game of twists and turns 
Cricket depicts aptitudes, attitudes...

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Ahh yes, our friend of course, the Pancake
Fluffy and accommodating
A stack of love for you and me
Ffffff..flip it! Yeah!

I pour you on a hot griddle
A light-brown face
Of total acceptance
Yes, of course, I’ll have another

Please love me
Like I love you
Your varied shapes
I gobble up, always grateful

A...

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Now I don't know if you've heard
Of the Baked Bean competition
Where contestants eat as much as can
In just twenty five minutes

Up they lined ready to start
To gobble up these dishes
Standing by were huge black pots
Ready to refill empty dishes

There was Kieren the Fat
A man of...

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Once upon a time...
The story now says,
Happy moments rhyme
Warm feelings this way.


Beauty in a cake:
Chocolate ganache,
Fiesta in a bake
With clever panache.


Feel your taste buds speak:
In wonder's surprise,
Mouth feel greets fond peak
In flavours so nice.


Word of mouth reviews:
Treasure this fine bake,
If Michelin knew
Your chocolate cake!


A fond...

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something inside of me tingles
pin pricks of excitement
a feeling i do not recognize 
i answer to no one for i am wild 
being tamed only by the the intentions and expectations of those i love
for the first time in so long i am free to...

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I gobble up books of holiness
Hoping to find the clues to demystify this illusory mess
I do believe in my faith, to it I do swear abidance
I do believe in unity, in the fact that all holy doors lead to the same place

But I cannot help...

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I stand, 
the sun so bright it almost pulls me upwards and towards it. 
Out of my now empty shoes, and merging with my eyes. 
The shades of my vision, from burning white...down, 
down
to the moist, scatter of colors in the rocks below. 
They roll...

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If someday the tables turn
And i live a life of endless scorn
If my loved ones choose to leave
And their affections to another give
If poverty reclaims my pockets
And i shed tears to fill a bucket 

If i wallow in the embrace of self pity
And relocate to...

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When I am an old man I shall wear purple
With a silk green hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my social security on brandy and fishing poles
And panties made of satin, and say we've no money for a proper burial.

I...

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Shadows stretch, and hungrily


they gobble up the cold and homeless,


Joe and Mary shiver, searching 


street fronts for some sign of meekness.





Mary's pregnant, Joe is jobless,


faith and hope belie their plight,


all is dark, but wait, a flicker


penetrates the inky night.





Ken and Ted's auto repair shop,


first to...

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Wake up – Good morning, sleepyhead!
This bright day grows hotter;
Precious are the sun’s playful rays;
Ugliness doesn’t earn any praise;
Today, the flowers are a rare beauty that never dulled
I am amazed, I shall be bold.
Oh Father, make our hearts merry!

Poor souls – don’t be weary tonight!
Wings...

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