Best Juggler Poems

blood on one hand
pussy in the other
world peace in the air

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A spinning world globe just set off the center of its axis pole,
Welcome to the mad-mad Hatter’s topsy-turvy upside down
Wonderland, just another inside out hole...

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I am here but only briefly, 
a believer in today, tomorrow
and ever after. I am a blustery wind
shaking the foundation and a gentle 
breeze rustling...

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POSSUM JUGGLING  
  Written By the Poets Listed After The Poem.  
  
Possum juggling is a trick conjuring sport.  
You...

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Years ago this story I am told
Of a bullet that came from a tree
No combat yet a peaceful day
One walking to gather water to shave

Helmet...

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A funny thing happened under the big top
Heard a great ruckus and decided to stop
Stuck in my head and a commotion rages
I saw animals free...

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True Christmas Miracle  True Story  Full version written by Wendy Horder. 2022


Huddled in muddy trenches, the soldiers heard an eerie sound.
Troops were English,...

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i think
thinking
many thoughts
of what and
what not

words wield 
power as it's
said about
the pen and
the sword

but the poet
chosen need not
pull the pen
from the
stone

no need to be
Arthur but...

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I'm glad I'm not an octopus I would find that so confusing
With so many tentacles I would forget which one I am using
They would get...

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Horrendously explosive nimble ball juggler
Athletic and Ever-Attacking game shuffler
Maradona upgraded and improved version
Awesomely admiring soccer surgeon
Ruthless with the heart and strength of a Lion
Devours the...

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Blind I came toward the sharp and swift
Looking to escape confusing pain..

Lies drip warm..the honey sweet..
Just before truth's cold steel stab

So make it quick
Cut me...

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Already was straight up the flame and steady
To speak no more, and yet away it went
Being the sweet poet to let it ready,

When another, which...

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Mark Hurlin Shelton is a Poet from Cape Town South Africa, born in October 1967. He was raised by his grandparents in Three Anchor Bay,...

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Aroma lingers
within the encasing bastion,
aisle upon aisle haunts the ancient catacomb
that is home to the decisive many.

User friendly ecstasy
depending on Fahrenheit fifty two,
this golden age...

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Walk along the river bank, lined with poplar trees,
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