Best Lobed Poems

Find your way
from brain stemmed
seed tree infancy
of glorious humanity
history

Find your way
From correct diverse limbic resolutions
back to shared soul temporal-health 
co-acclimating diverse struggling issues,
nutritionally resilient production
and root to branch to reroute transportation
and lack of wealth concentrating consumption.

Find your root systemic way
between sensual body limber fruits
cooperatively communicating
well-,...

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Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the first time I held her in my arms. I strummed her...

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Many men came today to look at the old empty house;
I have been guarding that house for many, many years;
They spent quite some time looking at and touching me;
I heard them saying that the house was being demolished,
And a condo building would take its place....

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Intro: 
To be a writer such as he, there are none
  His work outlasts the best, I’m sure…
        …~William Shakespeare, Hamlet, 1601-
“to hold, as t’ were, the mirror up to nature…” 


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Spring is a time of rebirth and rejuvenation,
A vernal season of whimsical invigoration.
Admiration is conveyed through this way,
It relishes a bit like freshly fallen rain spray.

A scent of lemon, aloe, and sieved steaming,
Like ambrosial rosebuds blooming in spring.
A glass of polished ruby bears serenity,
It's saffron...

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Vacation time is here, time to smell the beautiful wonderful trees
River birch, red oak , silver maple and even fresh plain oak.
Lobed leaves and acorns all over the place.  
I'm packing my things and getting ready to leave.
Take this alsome ride on the never...

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apricots bygone 
a peachy sun geezerhood 
silver lobed Ginkgo...

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Just in case you wondered...

Yours truly, (i.e. I) quickly
became hypnagogic afore
subsequently segueing soundly
into autohypnosis booklore,
while binge reading courtesy

regarding aptitude chore
treasure trove books galore
five dollars as many
paginated fictitious stories ('bout deplore
hubble basket cases) fit into authorized bag
infernal challenge sifting evermore

alum skid more or less
bending and reaching...

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I slither and climb amogst the highest of canopy

Winding, circling, selfishly stalking all heights for him

A slender, lascivious woman searching for a vee

Strangling my host, endangering its very life and limb

My rough shedding skin leaves all, top to bottom, enrobed

My teethy scales of greenery are...

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Drawn To Their Own Conclusion

Before the grenades were launched
Lobed at the angry crowds
Women gathered bullets in their pockets
Found on the silent street

As they looked down the loaded barrel 
About to be emptied into them
A kiss in the night to say good-bye when fired

You could have...

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Ancient relic your stock declare
Blanched, burnished cloak but meager fare
Your precious pulp carefully lay bare
Crescent, lobed leaves bleed a fathom or share
Nutty residual, fleeting equity you'll readily spare

Sylvan fortress; natural haven
Artfully sculpted; gratuitously graven
Fertile proprietor whose bounty is raven
Perennial bulwark; temporal sanctuary to the craven
Vaulted...

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so the poem goes
along the nose
a proboscis bridging
along the ridge in
alphabets of aromas
mouthing wordy stomas
with stanza's scents
to write recompense
right between the eyes
seeing to a surprise
fleshing cheeky meter
poetic phrasing sweeter
'til lobed on ear and
lips whispered near in
recognizing expressions
facially i reckon

© Goode Guy 2012-01-25...

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Dancing trees blossom
Every day from March till May
Before next autumn

White light daffodils
Flourish the grasses so dull
Like colourful frills.

Lobed petalled poppies
Kiss the warm navy blue sky
With red spirits high

Date written: 21/04/2021
Contest: Spring Haiku Chain Poetry
Sponsor: M. L. Kiser...

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denuded of foliage 
left with the bare essence of my existence
a gnarled unassuming frame
from which new life will burst forth in spring
firmly anchored in fertile soil 
the terroir for the vineyard 
selected with care
basking in the watery winter sun 
incapable of turning my head for...

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I am sitting under the old oak old tree whose roots and branches have withstood the test of time. I am sitting under the old oak tree with hard woody roots descend in into the deep and spirally arranged leaves, with lobed edges, and a...

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