Best Goose Bump Poems

Such quiet dwells, when I walk in...
this place, so calm and void of din.
But still, a rhapsody within
I hear- so beautiful, akin
to music from a violin
and angels singing hymns therein;
fathomless sounds that soon begin
to race my heart, goose-bump my skin.

Eternity unfolds herein...
I'll rest in peace...

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How unparticular the day had particularly been,
On March the third of two-thousand and eighteen,
For the caretaker at an historic Adirondack Inn,
Had lacked company, and therefore, dopamine.

 ‘Twas Sunday when all the guests had fled,
From either boredom or towards it in vocation,
For two-day vacations left this...

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Oh, my, how excited, elated, I would be
to receive sudden financial prosperity.
The true appeal would not be the tangible
but the freedom I have longed to handle.

It is so easy and fun to imagine
the idyllic dream-cottage I would fashion.
If my pen and intent have successful flair,
Perhaps...

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"National Anthem USA"
Hands to hearts with baseball capped compassion 
We swear on a timeless treasure of freedom
Asking new artists every time to hit the tender spot of America
They beg for the chance to sing the Francis Scott Key to our hearts
 
Rebellious revolutionary days forced...

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I cannot help but beg you,
Remove that techno-chair
From your pasted, flab-induction limbs.
Taste some heat and sunshine and
Let the wind goose-bump your skin....

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I don’t know what it’s called
But there is a little flap of skin behind my two front teeth
My two front teeth
My two front teeth
And sometimes it aches
And itches
And hurts
And the only way to make it feel better
Is by scratching it with something sharp
And I make...

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Running into a fixed object
Must send senses into conflict,
Yet girls hit that horse at full spree.
Watching female gymnasts thrills me.

Parallel bars seek perfect catch,
Sailing, holding forms few can match,
Then sticking the mat easily.
Watching female gymnasts thrills me. 

Girls transfix on a four inch beam
Where flips,...

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It was a gray midwinter day
Trees were bare
Frost filled the air
Blankets of snow everywhere
Yet, you were there...

The fireplace glow our hearts fill
Passion shows
Goose bump chills
Singing winds blow
Crackling wood below

Love burns even in snow...

Lay...

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A favorite Grateful Dead song,
Going Down the Road Feeling Bad...
Who hasn't had such days?

An astonishing band they were
Amazing in so many ways...

In the early 70's I had
The pleasure to be
In a "Dead" cover band,
How incredible they were
They took me to "another land"

Golden memories
Goose-bump laden music
Oh,...

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she talks to me - eye to eye
outside church doors
in the cool night air

how lovely this lady
who has children
all her own

Her arms goose bump bare
and my heart strings pull -
i say to her,
“i just want to warm you up”

and she smiles behind her glasses
hair done...

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Tell Me What This is
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It’s a necessity as air is to breathe

It’s what keeps your heart visible on your sleeve

It’s the certainty that makes you believe

It’s what ensures you have no reason to leave

It’s the complete freedom of mind

It’s what you give time after time

It’s...

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Shoot the silver, frigid breeze
goose bump words, spoke softly, freeze
upon the lips of stately passion
upon the tragic shadows

Pass the sparking, ember torch
before blown hearts ignite and scorch
to still the night, to warm the soul
to bend the air to mending

Limp upon two aching feet
with just the...

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Being a Woman,is always a feel of pride!
As i write this statement too,,, It’s a goose bump moment !!
Despite all the challenges,trauma, that she faces in the current society, she still remains strong and heads held high !!
Not being biased here,but women are born with...

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If I were an ogre, with delight, for you, an army I would fight.
I would flex my might to be with you this night.
And even though I am a foolish goon, for you, I would translate an ancient rune,  
Or, if I could, I...

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As incredulously the second
hand ticks cuckoo tock

And malevolent the noon is high

I amongst the many few

Gaze upon the circumspect

Of the floating traveling
ghosts slowly moon-walking by

Trying best not to reflect
the stained glass mirror
watching back

Drawing their attention to what 
has gone before

Safely entrenched i whisper
lie behind 3...

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