Best Huddling Poems

I watched them gather round
The warmth of your flame
Like campers at campfire time
Huddling close to you
Pushing and jostling
For the best place
I saw your warmth
Dancing off...

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clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is...

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Amidst the scorching heat of the sun
Everyone likes to feel its glowing colors all around
Children tossed up and down those kaleidoscopic leaves
As they giggle, roll...

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W inter at times became a paradise lost-and-found  
I recall huddling over a static, crackling old radio
N ews announcement: School canceled tomorrow!
T he yard...

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The Sounds of Spring


About: This poem is describes my feelings of the season spring. How the wonders of it are a miracle. A place so...

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spare change

he takes shelter in a cardboard box
old newspapers for a bed
threadbare clothes rumpled and dirty
a concrete pillow for his head

picking up used cigarette butts
from...

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My grapefruit tanned
toothpicks
bow above
the five-day flattened
spot
in an olive shag carpet
tracing grandpa Leo's 
blueprint,
with one encapsulated
toe –
this is the femur, this is
the head,
this is the fist,...

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Sure signs of a spiffy winner..
Refusing to be one of the crowd!
With thoughts so rich, not thinner.
He shouts his independence out loud!

The sheep, afraid, head...

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In the stillness of the early morn 
When nature shakes off the remnants of slumber 
Leaves stretching, flowers opening 
I sit quietly with my cup...

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A lightning-fast swing, 
a blinding slap 
and a few seconds later – a dull thunder of the leaving thunderstorm.
A numbness of words;
a dumbness of feelings;
a...

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clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is...

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Submissive squire on his foot 
Helping his best knight, to put
On the weapons o’ not so cute 

Beautified horses galloping,
The sharpen swords clanging, 
And wooden...

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It's now that time of the year when no one is in the stands...
And there are groans and wishes from anxious football fans.

The players are...

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When she was the first to step across the threshold
I knew things were off to a good start.
Outside, dark and lowering clouds pressed in,
But inside,...

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