Best Snuck Poems

'Twas the night before Christmas and their pages were bare
  Not one word could they write, not one verse to declare
  The Grinch...

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One Halloween night when I was five
Rain pelted city streets, we stayed inside

Dad lit the Jack-o-lantern candle
Told us the tale of a famous vandal

One “Headless...

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I know that I’m not perfect, just go and ask me wife.
At times she’s kind of said - I’m the bane of her life,
but on...

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Once upon an ancient time, 
in long gone languid days, 
when distant misted myths bechanced
in lovely rhym'ed ways, 
when time was so much freer, 
less...

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In a dream, I went to him  
Hidden inside a wispy night 
Stars shining their twinkle lights
I sneaked into his slumbered thoughts

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Discarded in yesterdays trash
Cardboard boxes never last
New things arrive in them
Old things stored in them
Rotting boxes on a voyage
Leftovers to those with out any coinage

Tom...

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I did not mean to snatch your heart
Like with the claw of a vorocious bird of pray
You fell into my unset trap 
Speared yourself upon...

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I heard him close shut the attic door,
I snuck in and saw him on the floor.

He found the box that I stored away,
As I turned...

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I was happily married, but there
was something I adored.
 I couldn't resist the temptation,
of needing something more.

 So good to feel on my warm 
lips,...

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You squealed with six-year-old delight as I wriggled from Hilda’s belly. 
I was a runt, the first of five pups who, with our eyes closed,...

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You died so long ago
Everyone just walked away
No on even remembers you
You do have stories left to tell
So many stories no one may ever hear
Hidden...

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A little grey mouse 
snuck into the house 
to get himself out of the cold. 

Then the house cat 
Who saw where he sat 
pursued...

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Ah the lovely seasdie
Ah the lovely seaside

Childhood scents
Salt air, Salty bitter memories

Jacques had turned just seven
He dreamed to walk along the seashore
He dreamed to see...

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THE INNER CHAMBER

Please.  Stop holding back on me.

Like a child standing at the neighborhood ice cream truck, arm outstretched, eyes huge, mouth watering.

I stand...

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