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 at the one he once loved.
Cringed and clung to her faint faith.
She and her cursed fate.
Exploding paroxysm of hate.

Her whipped...

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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 mountain let go
The sky became clear blue all around, for miles I could see
The ground filled with the recent cold...

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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 an annual farting competition
Held in downtown Chicago, (the ‘Windy City’)
Ted had pre-loaded his guts for the mission
To lose his title...

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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 agony on him,
In his well he called The Prison of Plot,
He spat the grounds and laughed at random intervals,
Then the...

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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 of the waves so rhythmic, 
Following one another like kids running in a row, 
Gleefully holding hands. The sea gleamed...

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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 for the peace and quiet
unless of course some plans get changed that nearly cause a riot.

Flamin’ ‘Dangles’ has to go...

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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 of vapor mist
Pounding the walls with its fist

As it gurgled down the gutter
It played havoc with the shutter

I smelt the...

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In the beginning was the word-
and the word was…

light darkness 
dawn promise  dusk despair.

I was a tempest
child a feral cat-
alone wild and
untamed eyes a
jigsaw of shattered chaos.

Mom sighs a rustle
Autumn leaves of
disappointment her gaze
a mirror reflecting every
misstep a stalag.

"Just Fix It!" her then
my mantra...

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As dark clouds dashed and clashed in the sky
Thunder began to boom and rumble
Sensing an impending rain, frogs started croaking
Cows stopped cuddling and began to moo

Soon pitter- pat came down the raindrops.
landed on roof tops with a heavy thud
they broke and cracked into tiny droplets
gurgled...

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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, already had signs of an adventurer,
while I just gurgled, smiled and made faces.

Babyhood is fleeting,
soon, I was a four year...

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Driving my car across the country, numerous years ago, going to a new place,       
     Changing who I’d know
A loud bang broke the boredom and blue smoke filled the air, engine was 
  ...

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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 be forced to travel
leaving you behind
in this enchanting Hungarian city
to make your dream come true 
you'd be a physiotherapy guru
one...

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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 softness
Feel the dampness of her need 
Hear that wanting sigh
Her calling out
"ohhhhh, you're my guy
push deeper
I want to fly"

I look...

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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 barn.

Cold spring water firmed butter,
and chilled the milk,
 kept dry in tin buckets,
dropped underwater daily.

Our old sow would root, nose
under...

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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 eyes, glazed over, searching the horizon
for a savior from this senselessness

Feed the steely beasts,
produced in fleets,
chrome teeth and audible horns,
the...

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