Best Hang Loose Poems

Hang Loose

If hanging by a thread or hook
Covered in fur, denim, or rolled up white shirt
Tilt your head to the side and take another look.
Listen...

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Sun blazed;
Crystal clear
Skies, sparkle
Diamonds of
True beauty bliss...

Jamaica Islands
Exports with "JAH LOVE",
NO DISCRIMINATION.

SO Break-Out the tanning-oil
and beach towel kick-off 
your shoes, let your
Hair down N' hang-...

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Ho! Ho! Ho! It's sure a tight squeeze.
I was able to go down the chimney with ease
and miss the bed of coals.
Mrs. Santa is right;...

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I don’t have asbestos fingers and my blisters come from the garden
Toiling the soil and growing fine ingredients for such gourmet cuisine
Like ‘throw it all...

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COLOURFICATION

As the charcoal clouds coat the  azure skies,
carnation cheeks duet with a sunny smile
greets, her vermilion lips luscious in lure
speaks. Her hour-glass shape molded...

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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either...

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say what? gibberish jabber and jive
thrown off by  that name design
i’ll pause for hee-larious devilish crime,
just this once, yo!
befriending puzzled game of who i...

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Let me rap to you about where I'm from.
Sidewalks are broken, weeds grow through the cracks.
The people that use them are like the sidewalks,
broken and...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part One

Lone gold Venus nears the sickle moon in the late autumn sky
She lies naked dreaming with one leg...

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Photography & Comments by Rico Leffanta

Rico comments:
February 13, 2012  
Hula hands should tell the story, but who is watching her hands?
February 7, 2012 ...

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SWINE LOVE
Henry loved Penelope
it was him that she adored
but Henry grew quite restless
she could see that he was bored.

"Go take a break," she finally said
"this...

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Points Above and Below the Line
(Enea Canonises Catherine of Siena)

It's not a thing we go for any more, 
that hierarchy malarkey, but in fact 
the...

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If, as hippy folklore claims, it never rains in California,
Then the watermark is never washed out of the phoney cheque,
And when you’re dead and gone...

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Hold my hand and tie a noose
Close your eyes and let hang loose
Watch the world fall out of sight
And darling, hang with me tonight...

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