Best Pert Poems

Pert Periwinkles 

preening and prancing 
in pretty pink petticoats… 
pert periwinkles  




11-14-2014...

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The staticky-stars climax under intense blanket of Winter glow.
Your spouse can’t see your spirited green eyes that burn slow.

The friction of campfire sticks, the satiny...

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l know you not, you don't know me
You gave me praise my poems, you see
We seem to click right from the start
My breaths draw in...

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Our eyes met 
Across the room
The sight of her
My heart went boom
 
Her shiny hair
Skin so fair
Slimline body
Shaped to stare
 
I introduce
Myself to her
Her accent...

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Yesterday I was in a little funk
because I got peed on by a big skunk
          ...

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 - breath blushes blue between us ...

you ask the question
THAT question
so, you're requesting rationality, lucidity
when you stand before me dressed in pure starlight
ONLY starlight,...

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Aunt Maureen burnt her huge left titty
She giggled, I don’t need any pity
I can still balance cups
On my pink pert pups
Hands free, I can now...

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Rainbow skies, ocean current withdrew.
Girl's pert swirls, soft unbound hair, where pearls
shelled mollusk would dare to clasp its curls.
Radiance eyes special gentle blue.

Three feet exhilarating...

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I’d love to say that ‘Crusher’ Webb is one good mate of mine,
but old ‘Crusher’s’ temperamental and can act more like a swine,
and it don’t...

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You frolic with playful abandon
Oblivious to obligation
Such wobbly legs prove hard to stand on
Chameleon charmed by temptation

I don't know why your halo's all bent
Your soul's...

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Rampage rumbling water roars dig the shores
Heavy hard they grapple trees and humans
Tumbling turner tides glide no one adore
Frightened humans, they run! Run and run...

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On a Sunday in the evening
The old barn becomes a hall
Social place where every weekend
The town folk go for a ball.
 
The inside is decorated...

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GARDEN

Two haiku after a painting by Russell Gordon

flowering dogwood
perched and pert, a tanager
harkens to the wind

flowering dogwood
perched and pert, just listening
scarlet tanager
………………………………..

this plaster statue
she’s naked,...

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"I never travel without my diary - One should have something sensational to read"
...Oscar Wilde, 1891

30 May 48:  I graduated from high school today...

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The Cyber Nymph
Loch David Crane
August 18, 1997

Lie back--expose your belly ring		
up unto the sky. . .
I just hope when I get down close
it won't put...

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