Best Smack Dab In The Middle Poems

Before I understood how life 
was a weave of intricacies
My town was a wonderful world 
to serve my childish fantasies. 

I was a young and healthy lad
a source of mother’s pride and joy 
with sun bleached hair and sky-blue eyes.
just your average wide-eyed boy 

On...

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Strange how it goes, they're waiting their turn
To flood my thoughts, these ideas to burn

Other times nothing, just rack my old brain
Get all pooped out, my attempts are in vain

Is there no place smack dab in the middle
Where rhymes reside and efforts are little

Why do...

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Ever wonder, the sort of things that Dragon and Hubby do when together?
Well never fear, I’m here to explain a Spring Day routine in good weather.
Easter was upon us, as they worked out in the sun, getting the yard, so ready.
Yes, for the Easter Bunny...

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Jonquils bloomed overnight.
Purple crocus popped through
last year's mulch and sticks. 
Hyacinth buds nestled in thick
green arms holding snug,
ready to burst into color.

“28 degrees tonight! 
Back to 47 by noon tomorrow.”
unwelcome news 
from the meteorologist.
A cold snap designed to kill
the impatient fledglings 
showing their pretty faces
in...

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That's where her house used to stand
smack dab in the middle of a dead end road
The prettiest talker you'd ever want to hear
Known for her elegant tea parties in her grand abode

Red roses adorned the dining room
Velvet petals sprinkled on linen crisply white
Dainty finger sandwiches...

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How is it I'm only 26
Sitting here in the middle
Of a mid-life crisis?
I haven't even had time 
The older ones tell me
To slow down my rhyme
To find the logical reason
Behind these actions
Of unquivering self treason
But its all I've known
Living paycheck to paycheck
Was how I'd grown
Job...

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I threw my legs over a rusty barbed wire fence 
into a warm summer day a long time ago
landing  smack dab in the middle
of my now ancient childhood

A lonely bob white sitting on the fence
whistling his heart out, I can only guess
his seranade was...

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I just realized our humble abode
Is smack-dab in the middle of dinky-house road.

We muddle along in our simple ranches
And their add-ons that shoot off like stubby branches.

We fuss with our lawns but appear as mice
From outer space through a telescopic device.

We barely make waves in...

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Some say there's nothing poetic about blue-collar work.
I'm here to prove them wrong.

What is a poem?
For one, it has rhythm.
"Well, where's the rhythm
in a discordant jumble of a thousand tools
all clamoring for dominance over my ears?"
It's smack-dab in the middle -
where you hear clanging and...

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A peeing machine, a peeing machine
That's what I've now become
About every two hours like clockwork
It's off to the toity I run

While making a speech at a banquet
Right smack dab in the middle
That old biological urge rears its head
And off I go for a piddle

Considered installing...

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I met a jolly fisherman with hair as white as snow.
Everywhere he sailed his ship, the kids were sure to go.
He came down from the north, after a little nip and tuck.
Smack dab in the middle of his boat was a giant ice cream truck.

While...

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dear madam or sir
allow me a moment
for i have a rather pertinent question that has been bugging me like
crazy
for a long time
buzzing like a patch of black flies
at the edge of my hairline right at the nape of my neck smack dab in the middle...

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There was laughter in the crisp autumn air,
And a large bonfire blazed on the beach,
As the birds came singing from everywhere,
Under a sunset orange and gold as a peach!

The burnt orange flickering of the bonfire,
Echoed the feverous light of a waning sun,
Like euphoria that always...

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Reach for it Friend!


Come on buddy!


"Yea-pull the shoot"! 


"Yes!" 


"Friend!"


Live-your-life-
inspired! 


Better-is-a-life-
undivided!


""Take care... 

allow-the-hand-of-love-to-lead-you, 
be the warmth; 
open gift... 

passion-too; 
of-yours;

you-share... !"" 


Remember friend... 
you got to reach for it;

"Pull the shoot!"


Because true love is free! 


Like driftwood adrift... 
we're all-broken, 
picked up and-swept away upon...

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ummm...just some quick thoughts... check and reflect 
I sit and dissect derelicts with dialect deliberately
I think with this pen and as soon as the ink sinks in ,it instantly producing imagery
Some say it’s a gift, how I flow with my vocabs
But that aint it i...

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