Best Gurgled Poems

Abuses hurled and Alcohol gurgled,
In the vortex of confusion
And blurred vision.
Intoxicated pleasure from surreal leisure.
Fooled senses and numbed conscience.
Wiped existence of love and kindness cuffed.

Lashed...

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I walked through falling confetti of colorful autumn leaves
I twirled and danced in the crisp air and warm sunshine
The gray clouds that hugged the distant...

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Ted was a professional farter
and at his windy recitals he’d boast
that could even toot Moonlight Sonata
If his wife fed him baked beans on toast!

There was...

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From that day on and forward,
I began to see the wretchedness my God had warned me of
He cursed the Lord wholeheartedly, for inflicting yet another...

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A serene summer evening
Brimming with beauty, the shore was panoramic, 
Caressed gently by silvery waves
Dancing to the tune of soft cool wind. The
Ebb and flow...

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‘She’s on again - the annual campin’ trip regatta,
and we’ve got ourselves together for our plans to Wonnangatta. 
The high country; you can’t beat it...

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Tapping on my window pane
I heard the sighing of the rain

It poured down ever so fast
I didn't think that it would last

It came in sheets...

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My life began as one big blank canvas,
a sweet baby girl loved:
the second child for my parents,
yes, I had an older sister by one year;
Suzanne,...

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I nudged my way through the throng of women and positioned myself at the starting line—an archway of variegated pink balloons.  It was mid-October,...

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Driving my car across the country, numerous years ago, going to a new place,       
    ...

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Our little family was together
.......for now
Daddy was asleep on the couch
and I was here sharing your bed
in your little student flat

tomorrow our togetherness would unravel
We'd...

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I sit next to her
Dreaming my boyhood fantasies
The side of my hand touches her thigh
Wishing I could reach between her legs
Push my fingers into her...

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Our only source of water,
the spring lay to the west,
downhill from the house.

Its flow gurgled up
to form a creek which snaked
through a field toward the...

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Black shrouds blue
a dingy hue
This greedy minscus constricts us

~~~Mother Earth's shameful eyepatch~~

A gull's squak gurgled crude
chirping 89 octane birdsongs
forever grounded by fossil fuel fettered feathers
sharp...

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Cindy and Sydney - -
The Birth of Sydney

Cindy half lay in a corner of the room,
her long hair drooping over her head.
Almost touching the floor,...

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