Best Puckering Poems

...I'm a little duck...I waddle here and there
A fat juicy duck, with lots of meat to spare

I'm a little duck...I jiggle when I walk
I still preen my features...in pond I am the talk

I'm a littl......

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...A man in his later years enjoys a cigar.
He holds a fat brown rolled stogie with his fingers to his lips.
He puckers at the end of the stimulating stump, pulling a large puff.
He lights his vice w......

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...I love you better 
than Cookies and Cream,
my lifelong favorite

more than seas playing footsies
with shore clams
in cuddly tropical sands

The warmth of enticing Caribbean 
soothing waters
......

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...Momentary lapse of reasoning
behind exemplary seasonings 
give way to life's spicy habanero 
awesomesauce.
Life's seasoning of sweet-&-sour puckers
Sweet puckering of every souring breath.

Li......

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...I stand in front of the mirror
Trying to look a dish
Puckering up the lips
Practicing for a kiss

I half close my eyes
For the Greta Garbo look
I don’t look a bit like
the siren in a book

Looks more......

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...My valentine has a sweet and sour citrus taste;
A lemon dewdrop puckering my purloined lips,
Stolen by yours, whose on mine, will not waste,
For though you're free from love, I am trapped in its g......

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...If desire crests from craven heart
On my duplicitous eyes won't chart
With clever guise will deliver Cupid's dart
From ducts, drain silt that lust does cart
Only sentient strain from dilated pupils i......

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...The Gray
As I sat on a park bench on what appeared to be an ordinary day, 
All of a sudden comes a change of winds and along comes the Gray. 
As I sat alone in that dark deepening haze;
It felt c......

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...This whole left V right is starting to get boring
The only honest one is Jeremy Corbyn.
They convince the old he can not lead
Judge him on his character i do plead.
Debts or the people is the las......

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...I remember those late late nights.
with you running in my head.
no technology, just dimmed lights. 
just me and that rosary.
I heard you were in desperate times..
 
Made me shed a tear and cry.......

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...Sitting in the bright morning skies,
the clouds white and glorious
and she right by my side.
O I hold her dear, soft hand
and she turns her lovely face
in my direction
and my heart melts into a......

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...He hath become religious of late
prostrated before the virgin Mary
Cornflower blues blown to wild violets
and thin lines puckering in concentration

Prayers spilling in loud sputters from his mouth
S......

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...You
You are still a thorn in my side
A burying pain I can never excavate from under my marred flesh
Like a stubborn octopus you cling, spreading your tentacles of despair
Into every trembling noo......

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...Majestic purples glow
  brilliant dark reflections in the sun
Crocus
  blooming unattended wayfarers
  strewn throughout the pale beige grass.
Daffodils stretch up
  tall and gangly inching tow......

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...Following a day of stillness and intermittent sunlight, comes the storm.
Hushed breezes, hot, humid clutching to the skies now race through the trees.
Late afternoon, darkness embraces the skyline,......

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