Best Nosily Poems

just an average typical morning within this same old town
avoiding all the neighbors that nosily creep these grounds
while all these other folks keep busy bodying...

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As fog saturates every living thing
Penetrating dampness coats trees and shrubs, flowers
Here in my aloneness my open heart bring
And I know upon me your grace...

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 Corn bread warm from the hot oven 
Slathered with butter
Tasty snack, lips smack nosily
Blood glucose recovers

Mustard greens upon the eye
An aroma floats by
Lured to...

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~~oooOOO  The Man In The Mist  OOOooo~~

Going to my cousins house, a long drive in the car
Over the moors with dry stone walls,...

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Sequentially rendered, one by one said, 
How do I feel about my life’s thread?
In bed we talk about realities, fashion, 
And realise each of us...

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Roaming clouds move steadily south
A broad circulation
The golden sun still shines hidden
Peeking on creation

The noise of the day rises
Quiet almost gone now
Moments to hear soft...

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If I could see you just one more day, 
I’d ask for a diary, and everything would be ok. 

I’d ask you for a scribe...

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Frost has tinged the Japanese Maple
Turning its leaves to burgundy red
Pears lie upon the ground not staple
As roosters rise nosily from bed

Nice on the porch...

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I would like slipping  very far away
Where all is quiet and no one speaking
Maybe I'll slip away during day
Upon very loud train with horn...

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If I bow to the word 
And you keep to the light,
If I live in split halves, 
And you draw inner circles 
On the skin...

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On a cold crisp winter morning, 
38 degrees, no wind, no ice, 
With sunrise still minutes away,
Not bothered by the chilly air
Noisy ravens squawk and...

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The train 
Trumpeting its way
On rails
Through tunnels
Busily sliding
Nosily whistling
Arriving stations
Leaving stations
Hearty hugs
Sad wavings
A journey with stops
With people embarking and disembarking
Just as life with ups and...

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Bashing bushes never worked!
As answers become vague touchés.
Matching hazy questions, akin.
Step up nosily, face-to-face....

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