Best Rug Poems

As Several look all the way up
And stare at the sky
Some will ask what and how
Others will ask what and why.
What must I do to get there
And how long will it take?
What did I do wrong,
Why me oh fate?
Because as several look up
And see the...

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The Kente Rug

Yet not time for me to say, say mine of thoughts
Another rug has been dump into the mud of our thoughts
Never to find a stint of a possible usage
Now this age has caught up with a heap of disgrace upon it
Useless, useless, useful...

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Once my dog humped the rug (yes, a shag!)
A new species was born. I could gag!
It is half carpet but
It is one half a mutt.
Shaggy rug dog has tails that can wag!


Happy April Fools Day, Everyone!!!


April 1, 2016 For A New Species Poetry Contest of...

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Where the sea merges with the deep blue sky
Trivial, ordinary moments touch an angelic glory
To enter the recognition of eternity.
I wanted to gift you an armor , there
Never thought of a need for “Kafan.”
I saw you crying,
An awkward moment,
Though eyes do shed tears in pairs,
And...

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She’s a nude on a rug made of skin 
Big and busty, inviting you in
With those come hither eyes
And her nutcracker thighs
Resistance would be such a sin

A temptress with ruby red lips
Enormous and thunderous hips
Should she coax you inside
You will get such a ride
Just be...

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I spent all of yesterday
and most of the day before
picking up those rug nuggets
where they hadn’t been before.

I found one by the back door
and another by the chair
I saw some in the corner
and I see some over there.

I bend down to pick them up
until I’m...

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Under the rug
A beetle soundly is sleeping
Under the rug
Unknown to the house is a bug
Now out from the edge he's peeping
Yet safely his place he's keeping
Under the rug

~The form is Rondelet~...

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THE‘MORROW’S MAJESTY

Tomorrow might mean angel day
To be followed by one angelic night
Tomorrow I may view an angel’s display
A dais of delectable delight 

I can never be certain when she will alight
One of Heaven’s most hallowed sights
For forever I will fear her final flight
No more love,...

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Winter's chilling blast blows through the open door
Wildly whipping the dancing flames
Your silken robe lounges languidly over the chair's arm
As it stands guard over the mighty creature's skin

Warm, white, and inviting
It beckons us with its warmth
Fingers entwined, daring not a release
Your warm lips speak to...

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I awake to a numbing chill
The door stands open
The dying embers of last night's blaze
Offer no defense against Nature's winds

My fingers search for your skin
My eyes scan the room for a glimpse of you
My mind races, reviewing each scene
My muscles ache against the pain of...

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Seventy thousand years and we are still fighting over religion.... Not the best 
image to hold anything up to and then praise
I can only tell u pieces of this mystery my soul tells me again and again
Of why the world is like this
Revolving around the...

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The long corridors of our University
Spring is in the air Crimson flushed
Reflect   fresher  happier  memories 
Sewing table Black  and white photo
Beam  of sunlight  back high window 
Cocktails seem much nicer than  tea
Stimulating contacts literary ambition
Beautiful  hair...

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~ Cut a Rug ~ Come On ~ Dance with Daddy ~ (The
"As A WRITER I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO INSPIRE, PUBLISH A BOOK YET TO BE WRITTEN... ."


~ Song sung by good old Bob Dylan - it's called - Things Have Changed ~

~ "Copy and...

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The All Blacks played Australian Rules
Maori men against young fools
Butt a stroke of luck
In a muddy ruck
Quite promptly diminished their tools...

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I’m frozen staring out into the dappled light,
You ask me why I’m quiet,
I say I just enjoy the silent,
sound of hopeless anger turning to unfocused sight,
So blurry,
Then you leave me in a hurry,
Are you all that satisfied,
with every time I’ve lied and said,
It’s all ok…
It’s...

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