Best Hoovers Poems

He appear to be a ladd of maybe 9 yrs. old.  It's Friday, as our troop's prepared to move
out unto enemy territory, and then...

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On the cold of an early day...
Mist hoovers atop low grass

I stand with chilled toes...
With only my head above the rooftop
 
As the sun winks...

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Mothers pride. 

Part one. 

"He never sees the light of day 
Or ever cuts the grass, 
He lies in bed all day 
Or just sits...

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Whether working wallabies would weave waved warm wafers or whether wallpaper would wear walls is two times a question really. It is rational to assume...

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Instinct
March 29, 2014 

Instinct

Destination aimless
love floating like
a fragile butterfly
scrutinizing
surfaces on which
to safely alight.
 
Between the
terrestrial and 
the celestial
discerningly;

My love hoovers
beaming in on a 
familiar stream...

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Sometimes some lost and lonely housewife I know well and knew put glossy
lip stick on and subtle pastel shade mascara plucked his brows and shaved
the...

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Little Santa Helpers

Santa has outsourced his services to child labourers from Bangladesh they
            ...

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Butterfly Kisses

I am here strolling in the cool wood
as I take a seat drinking in nature
I espy some movement in the boxwood
going over to look...

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A flower petal
Bloomed out against sky dancing ...
Humming bird hoovers

Wings and heart posing
On a pinnacle of leaf ...
The eye snapshots love

Leaking through slow leaves
Shadowing the...

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The cactus hoovers like a bully daring to be touched.               ...

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She hoovers about
   For her soul pourpose she is
     As we must all walk by her

   ...

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Little adobe house on 160 acres
She grows flowers. I grow corn
Tomatoes, watermelon, etc.
Peace, love, hope, and joy
Grow themselves

Porch faces orange blazes
Draped over the rugged Mules
And...

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Dimple dash dalmatians speak mostly in monosyllabic format. Barking once or twice is an overlay. A symptom of subjecting the subconscious flow to tune into...

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Zoomanity

Ponderous pretense 
blindsiding any ability to cope, to hope, the 
fabric of reality gropes, worn 
Torn, promises shredding like swilly alibis	
Hoovers and fakers 
backing into...

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Watching the Perseids 

Each year August eleven to thirteen 
We fly through a cloud of comet dust
In those few days 
Watching skyward patient in the...

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