Best Handstand Poems

Jodi’s happy handstand 

Ms. Arias,
Ms. slashing throat,
Ms. stabbing-the-guy-27-times,
Ms. shooting-the-guy-in-the-****ing-head
after he was dead,
who got transformed for her trial,
from blond babe to
librarian (courtesy of her lawyer),
who has...

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My grandma was a steeple jack, 
Of heights she had no fear.
The crowds would gather round to watch.
They came from far and near, 
 
To...

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I had not been on another poetry site even a week
And I’ve already crossed paths with a bully 
A self appointed “Professor of Poetry” it...

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I feel the water
above me
below me
all around me
intimate
caressing
accepting
loving me

I go further down
to touch the bottom of the pool
and there
on the two painted dolphins
I push my...

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I tasted summer…
It sure tasted good
I was dying for a sip
Of my iced coffee CHINO
Only in Cyprus…
My drug of choice
Crushed ice with sweetened coffee
OH....YES!
In the...

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I was hopelessly smitten in English class,
By this girl with a boyfriend, a challenging impasse.
She had long shiny locks, the color of auburn,
And the curves...

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Christmas limerick to honor my friends.
Do a handstand, but skip the knee bends.
We are getting old
Holidays are gold
Please enjoy them to their bitter ends.

When the...

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Life is A Dance


Yesterday I was here, twirling about
Laughing and learning lifes lessons, no steps left out
Every now and then, I do have a stumble
Straighten...

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Alien talk I can’t understand
A Pifflewig performed a handstand
He verbalised through his ass
Gross putrid wind he did pass
Like many blokes throughout the land!

I farted, perhaps...

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That ugly duckling face of yours 
resembles the back end of a horse, 
that second face you have a gory sight 
a clogged lavatory orange...

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Last night your ghost passed by me
Riding a bicycle with a basket
And oh, how badly I wanted to be in that basket
Like E.T,
Finger lit and...

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A RED HORSE

Marc and Bella
beg for blessings
the portrait of a marriage

candlelight and the crimson cover
rides overhead
like a holy arch

a handstand,
like the artist’s euphoria,
balances on the...

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An assortment of assorted asses assessed antelope antics angelically arranged

A vibrant and charming assortment of periwinkles, mints, truffles, sliced peanut cubes, diced baps, and a...

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Here’s the man in the marching band
Fiddlin with sticks on his petty hands
Marching, marching round the street
In the middle of the glazing blazing heat.

Here’s the...

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I
A queue to a doorway
No-one knows what´s
On sale there
It could be washing powder
Almonds or diamonds
You think this was some
Yesterday
Look out your
Ghost smeared
Window
This is now

II
Throw stones...

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