Best Rounder Poems

I ran into Shakespeare the other day.
Told him I too am writing a play.
He asked about the premise, which was a reeler.
I had no idea he is a big premise-stealer.

I told him the plot, and he took a few notes.
I was excited when I saw...

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It is a sin
for Gregory to be a miser
even to himself
accumulating infinite fortune
with a half-bedroom to show for it

It is a sin
for miss Zane to gain special gratitude
from her male mates.
Coming late every night
with a different driver,
parading her flashy dividends
as she becomes a model for...

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The Christmas when  Santa got Fat 

Kris Kringle rubbed his belly; he was feeling really hungry indeed
Mrs Claus had put him on a diet of what he felt was chicken feed
Brussel Sprouts and Lima Beans and lots of Spinach Green
Life’s unfair when you’re Santa...

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On Sunday last my troubles blew away in an E-F-5.
Good grief, Big Mean mama said, “Could you not keep my boy alive?”
I had been praying for a wonderful catastrophe like this.
For Frank G. Dell was a rounder, a real misfit.

He was known to slap me...

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Taken from an oak tree
Carved into a perfect circle
The first time ever thrown into the air
Caught, Cradled, Dropped
Scooped, Cradled, Passed, Caught, Dropped,
Scooped, Dropped
Scooped, Passed, Caught, Shot

An arrow pierces me
My fur stuffed into a spherical pelt of my skin
Stitched up and continuing flying through the air
Closer...

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A jiggling rush of energy
Wags along our messed-up stair
As Lullie huffs with a naughty glee,
To cause mayhem beyond compare!

My dachshund begs to play tag -game
With flopping of ears , this just disarms;
While dog’s trick to win is one big shame
She guards me dear from any...

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Hello old tree…!
I wish that I could see
the things you have seen,
standing there so serene.

How long ago it was
no one here knows.
They are all sleeping
in neat little rows.

You impress me
with your longevity.
A hundred years-
Maybe even two…

O, the things that
you could tell
if people could 
only listen...

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JUST DUCKY, WHY?


“Oh, look, my little Johnny’s the only one in step.”
It had always seemed that way,
somehow, no matter how hard he tried
little Johnny just couldn’t seem to get it straight.

He colored outside the lines
just because he thought the hippo
should be a little bigger, rounder,
you...

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He was grizzled, intimidating, the original Viking all in black.
We were fearful, tearful, he was frightened us. We felt lack.
Is he a Viking? A Trojan? A Greek? A devil not clearly seen?
We did not know, so we reported this stranger to our darling queen.

Our queen...

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SUPER  HERO

          Owned non parallel competence
          with intensive intelligence
          attained success in excellence.
    ...

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We played together when we were babies
She sat by my side in class
Always getting me into trouble 
Because she had a giggly laugh that made me laugh.
Whenever we played hide and seek 
We were always the first to be found 
She would giggle as I...

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my logic is circles
fragmented thoughts become rounder
french painters judge your symbolic statement
you freely seek God
but deliver us temptation you request
interpretation is healthy, even pleasurable
attraction leads you from tragedy
to where you start reclaiming super powers
you say adolescence and feel off-limits
your innocence possessed wild love
songs of nature...

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I am a girl child born in July, now 25~celebrating 
silver Jubilee year.
I am an attached & extremely empathetic soul~highly captivating with my Smile.
I am a dutiful daughter to my parents & responsible 
sister to my little brother.
I am a lucky girl for having such...

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I was told in the beginning
    That a wish may not well be  unicorn
    With two winged thrust-thronged
    To soar upon the cumulus,
  And for those who are wishing
  Wishes to fall on...

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The fat director in his piggy mien
 Sitting in opulent oval office,
 Wearing costly French suit
 A delicate silk bow tie,
 While the buttons are straining to keep
 The belly from bursting out,
 In performing callisthenic of the bulge.
 Telephone rag, he lifted two of...

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