Best Snuffled Poems

My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me, a sweet legacy.
       I was filled with excitement and delight, her eyes twinkled in...

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From streak and  blur of candle faint
Her  whispered breath gasps through dim hall--
That longing haunts without restraint
When a presence twirls come midnight:

Gently, gently she advances
Yet tapered wax fades…bleak the loft
And she aches for snuffled chances;
To meet him …in world’s afterlife.


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05/08/2019
Free Verse or Rhyme...

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Blossom
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Blossom

Just grab a seat on that stump lad, and I'll take centre stage, 
With a yarn about a small brown donk, and a lad about your age.
And thanks much for the offer, but I'll give the beer a miss, 
I've got half a cup of...

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Out in the bushland, no street lights around
No sheltering tent, we lay on the ground
Close by a green pool and Kurrajong tree
Alone by ourselves, just Willow and me

The bushland at night is dark as black tar
A million bright twinkles, each one a star
The moon, just...

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My happy feet tried to catch up with his pace
Appetizing smells swirling out of street cafes
Chattering crowd bumping in to us in void
Almost missing me trying to cross

Holding his hand as tight as I could
My red shoes almost jingled as I soared the tiled floor
Chattering...

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He was a foul mouthed fellow from Falmouth
Who spouted and spewed some sewage - like slime
'Til he met a maiden who made a new man
And taught this rodent ridden rummy to rhyme

He piddled and puddled and peeled off a poem
Then sniffled and snuffled and sensed...

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"Are we gonna turn around,"
said the Armadillo to the rat?
Rat just snuffled following its twitching nose
rushing toward the miasma of offal piles, 
of excrement and defilement.

"I prefer clean desert air,' said the Armadillo,
this stink is overpowering.
"Hungry" squeaked the thin rat.
'Yes hungry also" the armadillo agreed
but...

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Twas the end of year when nights grow dark 

And stars twinkle in midnight sky. 

The earth was asleep and trees leaflessly slumbered, 

Under the hedges sheltered small creatures and birds 

While hedgehogs snuffled and dormice dreampt. 

Softly it fell without fuss or trumpet, 

Covering...

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