Best Nook And Cranny Poems

Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were...

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Winter is approaching.
 I feel it in my floorboards; in my baseboards;
in every nook and cranny.
I wait to be filled again at this time of...

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That night, in a strange place
I was like a fly
Circling a street light
Reeling…Reeling!
I felt so alone
Fear wrenched my throat
Couldn’t predict
When I would be charred to...

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"As water flows down when a faucet is turned on, thoughts and feelings pour out into a journal cleansing the heart" ~ By Poet

I keep...

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The rose was fragile in its beauty,
Its hue the colour of romance novels and warm tea,
But these flowers aren’t flickers of flames in winter,
They were...

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From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes...

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YUCK

I know we are supposed to love them
all creatures great and small

I know God had a reason
when he created those that crawl

even those that creep...

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Jamaica is our island’s name,
A land blessed with so much fame.
And for the part that our heroes  did play,
We pause to reflect and salute...

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My mind is a very active place.
Like for all people,
the number of its rooms is limitless,
for the mind travels to many places
as well as traveling...

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Hope springs eternal, they say
   Robin red-breast seen with the blue jay
Flowers poke their way up through hard ground
   Buds on...

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LOVE FOR GREAT OR SMALL

Many eons ago, in minds far superior to ours
from a past Man never knew the earth became habitable 
before the savage...

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The holiday season is upon us, and I delight in the memories of my childhood yuletides.  One such memory stands out quite clearly. Just...

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Time is a mirrored hallway.
As you walk down it, the past echoes at your heels,
The present flashes briefly as you pass,
And each step brings you...

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Into my general path with a low voice.
Included are profound love and rejoice.
There will certainly be no lyrical illusion.
Simply a breathtaking, supple inclusion.

In the same...

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A crook that liked to search every nook and cranny
In the process he would pinch every women’s fanny
He was shocked one day 
And gave it...

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