Best Midsection Poems

I was alone
Travelling Interstate 80
Following the route of the early Western pioneers 
2900 miles across the midsection of America
Stretching from the East Coast to California
In Utah home to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
The land becomes flat and straight
Large signs on the edge...

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Hello my poetry soup family 
I'm back from a much needed internet fast 
I pray all of you are doing well and are in good health 
Hopefully laughing at least once a day 
Although cracking up is better 
let's make that our goal.  ...

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Yiu can walk a mile in a mirror stance and 
never feelyour own re reflection. Your glaze gaze
bends on invisibility--a certain humor
crosseyed cleverly cleared like the rooms in the 
Winchester House or a traffic jamitis through
 the Mac maze at sundown. Feel ferr to co...

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“The Scorpion’s Touch”

Under glass
the sound cuts out sharp
just like under water
and we run out of breath 
like insects running around 
frantically out of time
we are magnified 
in our tight enclosures

internally observed
the external turns away
two heart beats in the one
a new view of an old star

as...

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Through the looking glass you are perfection. 
Strong, brilliant, resilient, my hearts reflection. 
A positive change in my life's direction.
Love surrounded by affection. 
A connection powering my heart's resurrection. 
Butterflies consuming my midsection. 
Through the looking glass you are you, you are perfection....

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1/16/23


Still rejected
I already did mention
Much is in question
In the end most won't get the message
I'm tired of all this tension
Too much focus on others skin complexions
Never once has this path been effective
Do such fools need a punch or bullet to the midsection?
Meaning is the answer...

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They say your not beautiful;
but you are, you are;
Because you were made by created by God. . .
They say your ugly, and you just don't
You don't, you don't fit it won't fit in
The images of the world system
they say ya got no..
No hips, no waist,...

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Those Legs

her legs,those heavenly sent long legs
like tall fruit trees bearing a harvest
tan and toned to perfection
joining the midsection of delight
she far more than a pretty tease
moved with passion oozing in spasms
like a melon split ripe open
sweet juice begging to be had
those legs- timbers sublime
and...

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Wife Driving Me Crazy

That is exactly what she is doing
More of it appear to be ensuing
Both Hillary clothes and her hair
Should thrown away some where.

What she needs is fresh new start
So President can play the part
And not into a deep well be dug
When her clothes...

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There was a girl at the height of her youth

Big bosomed and slim and yet quite uncouth

Then a virus took hold

She had been quite controlled

And then developed a rather sweet tooth


Will be good for your breast milk so God will

This catholic nation forbids the pill

No...

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As I reach down for my lady fair
and hoist her up she twirls
in mid-air,and gently straddles
my mount with her chin on my chest
and her forehead tucked under my chin
the smell of lavender rushes instantly
with arms wrapped around midsection
I can feel her warm breath on my...

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Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed tunnel.

Digitally remastered and revised
since original version rejected, thus
writer released, ...

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Solvency

This moment is solvent
We have fallen from the last 
but have not yet been picked up by the next
we have heard our goodbye 
and heard a  hello of sorts
The artful dodger indeed!
no one quite believes in the brick and mortar 
of the next moment...

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[this was written to celebrate July 2nd, the halfway point of the year]


I've been called...
half pint
half wit
half awake
...and half a dozen other half-baked 
semi-insults that I have
half a mind 
to half-heartedly
ignore

I'm somewhere in the middle now...
mid-career
middle class
middle of the road
excess baggage in my midsection
dodging a...

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‘babes you need UV protection’

from top to tail and midsection

‘I’m African don’t be daft’

quite insulted she laughed

a masterpiece of self deception


but the tan worshipper in Cape Town

decided her skin must get more brown

took a book to sun

but it was ’Shantaram’

now she got blisters and a...

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