Best Somersaulting Poems

written on time’s page
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our
time
cashed out
way before
the meter expired
sending our dreams somersaulting
helter skelter to the whims of what never was planned
leaving fairy tales breathless, our favorite song, weeping still,...

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The dank petrichor of grainy night,
meters stand like gravestones, 
the obsidian avenue slick as a sapphire,
windowed granite rising in sharp cut shadows,
wind gusting, tumbleweed clouds...

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Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite...

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Zany and free spirited, Mr. Bungo is a one man show
Yodeling any song you like, doing the "old soft shoe"
Xenial to one and all, he...

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One day, not long ago, I was careening 
like a kite on the winds of happiness
twirling through spaces of days that shone through all dark...

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Is it a reverie or a true slice of life?
Have I landed in Arcadia or an earthly paradise?
All seems so magical, eyes refusing to believe.
Am...

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The old man gazed at the sun about to set
And its molten core soon to dissolve in the sea
Scratching his head with tremulous hands
And running...

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The dew indiscriminately

wept for all things living and dead

on this early autumn morning.

Its cold droplets caressed the leaves

while lingering sap-starved leaf stems

clung precariously above

and each...

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Mushrooms 
and 
meadows
Sunshine 
and 
shadows

Gentle 
ripples on 
the calm 
river
Foaming 
rapids in 
white 
water
 
The jungle 
echoes in 
the semi-
darkness
while 
daylight 
creepy 
crawlies 
clear the...

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Two hundred mile an hour they say
a Fireblade screams along its way
but when alas, the rider’s Ray
the Fireblade went a different way.

It sped down Chester...

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When words quiet my mind and awaken
my spirit, I feel the seasons of life
harmonize. But tedious thoughts and busy 
days return too fast, so I...

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"The Stages of Madness"



Blue bleeds 
into each day 
cloudy I wait 

for some sign 
from You
a ghost waving

who 
could blame me
an Ocean inside 

I am...

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Somersaulting down.
squirrel barely missed branch
back up, try again...

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On the woolly folds of sleep, I sailed to a place
Where thoughts and fancy made an alliance
A place that never existed anywhere on the Earth...

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