Best Put The Finger On Poems

Vino
Vinny
Vino
Vinny
There was no doubt I was seeing double
Vinny poured another glass
I actually think it was whiskey
There we sat, at the back of the Angelos Steak...

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There

Your hand
That exquisite, sexy little hand
I reach, oh so slowly
My index finger extended lazily

But with enigmatic intent and subtle grace
(Like Michelangelo's Adam on the Sistine...

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My mommy strike me last night,
But I promise this will be our last fight,
I'm gonna run away to a place that's bright,
And when I'm gone,...

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Smoke comes off the chimney tops
Trails behind the breeze as the rain drops
Hurdles under the clouds to seek shelter
Disappears in the vapor of a darkest...

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It was Christmas Eve and growing late;
This was the last of his paid Santa dates.
Still dressed in his red Santa gear,
He stepped inside to have...

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Every poet on this site fill up your cup and throw your hands in the air.
It's gonna be an entertaining night, so sit back and...

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I don’t think I shall quite forget the name Camilla Martin.
She’s the teacher of me grandson at the local kindergarten.
No question she’s a lovely lady;...

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Faculty meeting. Formidably flippantly fortuitously fluffy and forgetful.
I began to write a little list of F words, because I was in the F word mood.
Frilly....

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I was running up the mountain, 
Just dog tired,
Suffering,
My mind drifting 
Between the Infinite Rift.
My Aumakua (spirit animal) stops on a branch nearby.
He starts to...

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Finding love in play all by design
Working overtime to keep one that is all mine
Magnetic powers not able to tow the line
Letting another love go...

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There is something missing
I could never put my finger on it
I write to get out affection
But all of it just bottles up
I don't know what...

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For a little while and bit more recently

I felt my spider inner 6th sense a twitching

Like something unbeknownst to me i
was a missing

Like making and...

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       Xenophobia

Heed the warning
This isn't for the faint of heart
Verbalizing my deepest yearnings 
They're bound to be a bit...

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When you started rating my poems low
I couldn’t put my finger on it
But I knew something was happening to
Make them drop and weirdly enough only...

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From the first moment I saw you
Some way, somehow I knew
That you were the one for me
And I was the one for you.

I couldn't put...

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