Best Lolled Poems

"Rise an' shine you lazy cowpokes!  Time to saddle up yer hoss!
Time to move them moo-cows to summer range!" yelled th' trail boss!
"You've lolled...

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War Heroes
 
Between black wheel tarmac
the crossing reflects a figure in polished paint
at the stagger of his old loose feet
crosses the barrier of traffic
with the...

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THE WIDOW'S DAY


He’d been dead for forty years
But she carried on each day
Got up at eight and dressed
Ate luncheon on a tray

No bride was kissed...

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The Curach (currach) is a traditional Irish boat made from animal skins / hides (now canvass). The hides vibrate when a whale sings.

 
 ...

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Two girls lived upon Sycamore.
Close as any friends were before.
Despite rainy, spring day
They'd laugh and they'd play
In matching green dresses they wore. 

Said one to...

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I've ventured far from Indiana, the home soil of my birth,
To many exotic and exciting places all about this earth.
I've seen majestic Mount Fuji from...

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The wind-chime tree 
 is singing in heavenly voice,
 there are Angels beneath the golden rusty
 red leaves,
 There singing out in Harmony 
 a...

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Slim was pigeon-toed and bow-legged from allus bein' astraddle,
Of his faithful hoss Old Dan and his well-worn creakin' saddle!
He'd spent 30 years gazin' twixt Old...

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To say her goodbyes, she was forced to wait,
'til final mourners long since departed.
Twin jet-black feathered wings shaken out straight,
forever alone and broken-hearted.

Celestial voyeur she'd...

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Out the back
Behind gran's house
Halfway down the street.
The little yard with the mangle.
And the narrow concrete strip path
That led to the other end,
Where the walnut...

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Even if you are the tanned sprout
tightly packed 
in pretty cane
filled with olive oil 
you could not stop to dream about ocean, 
lolled by such...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state...

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Why do other people go into a store?
I have no idea,
But when I go in, 
It’s a resale store, and I’m
There to buy something.
I don’t...

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It was on a beautiful Sunday, that I was relaxing in the park,
Obtaining all the bliss I could, before blue skies grew dark.

The air was...

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Do you recall that hut beside the shore?
It shook at dawn, to rhythm toss of waves.
We lolled in cycle round of driven love,
	
so young and...

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