Best Oddness Poems

I was a successful, scientific explorer, traveling to the remote, distant lands,
Bettering noble lives of many, like budding, green spring which understands.

And every day held fruitful discovery, as when the autumn colors are flying,
Or when milky stars begin their twinkling, before a hued sun's done...

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There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag
who people called horrid, a witch and a hag
And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams
all was not quite as it might've then seemed

Old-fashioned black clothing made her look quite strange
townies deemed her morbid- “dangerous, deranged”
But...

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Today I saw the woman 
who seemed missing of her smile. 
I watched her there
and we started to stare 
at each other for a while. 

I looked at her mouth 
and heard her say, 
“To thine own self be true.”
While in her eyes, 
so tired...

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Written: February 15, 2024
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I ultimately rule over these stunning valleys,
Elm trees with mossy brows line the alleys.
Where distant peaks arise, calm and azure,
Akin to the strong tripods used...

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"Oak" 

The guardians
stood around and 
shook their heads

great thoughts 
quivering 
from the ground, roots up, 

as if to walk 
confidently 
with great armies

yet hesitation 
was witnessed
in their waving gestures

perplexed 
and touching 
green crowns, 

there they stood 
solid, unmoving
hard headed 

in their stance, 
yet pliable, bending...

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It may be just a portion
Perhaps a small detail
To get your fire scorching
Or lift your deceiving veil

One tenth of a second
The pressure of my finger
A tangible gift beckoned
It will forever linger

My quirkiness is a blessing
Oddness birthed beauty
Ingredients in my dressing
Don't harm, but rather suit me

I...

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I had a passion for vibrant flowers, and I was often found in the garden,
As one gains the haunting night bird songs, in burgundy skies darkening.

My garden had many varieties of flowers, in countless appealing colors,
Like a rainbow comprising so many shades, it does not...

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Written  Upon A Visit To Shanksville After 9/11



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The poet Basho, whose name is acclaimed
worldwide for haiku esteemed,
wrote myriad works for their greatness famed
and frequently nature themed.

Japan in the sixteen hundreds was where
his lyric verses were penned
mid trips solitary in open air
which continued till his end.

An evocative poem he composed
has a ‘cherry blossoms...

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Thou persevere
Despite the drowning sorrows 
Despite—the drowning sorrows 
Dear, fate, severe
On you a special oddness
Thou! Perservere 
True meaning dear
To you unwavering values
And facing all adversities without Doubt
Despite the drowning sorrows?
Thou – persevere
Despite …the drowning…sorrows
Despite! The drowning sorrows!...

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As i sit and read your work, I ponder on it long and hard, think to myself Do you know me. Have we meet . this oddness is fair but with the many games I explore . Lets play those cards you say. I look...

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Like a mother of many faces 
Many countenances 
Changing through the ages
What is written is important but more important is the yet unfilled pages

Her hands are pale yet very dexterous 
She has to be ambidextrous 
She is sometimes a muse an actress
But she can expand...

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If my usual wasn't so ordinary
And didn't span great feats of generic
It may just be shy of extraordinary 
A mediocrity so bland I'm hysteric

Enormity in normalcy's highest gear
Worked out so hard and never got abs
Without an ear my regular cannot hear
I'm the base tested against...

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Angel of the odd
Made my face savaging in 
mud 
Water of happiness 
gushed from broken 
gourd
Love is giveth,hate then 
defy God 

With Angel Of The Odd
I sit on a cursed love
Emotional spanks finding 
no end
Prospecting a white 
where all is black

Selfishness she claimed of 
me
With...

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I woke with moonbeams in my eyes,
feeling oddness had passed this way.
Opened a window, with surprise,
saw wee faeries, clear as day,
some rode on dragonflies in play
They danced and spun on moonlit lawn.
That's when I spied a Leprechaun.
As Dawn painted faint crimson gleam,
I saw her colors...

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