Best Squishes Poems

Hand in hand two sprites on a magic flight      
with wings of crystal glass and fairy light 
they flew, inside an abstract sky of white  
wing to wing, one was nimble one was bright 

Wearing  taffet gowns of...

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A silk sheet of black covers my head while I am sleeping and seeps into my skin,
Reaching my brain and interrupting dreams that are far from reality’s reach.
Slowly, surely, on soft feet.
Creeping up on me, unexpected.
Chasing me through dark forests that once held flowers without...

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She senses a strange feeling in her heart,
less than full-blown and yet more than a thought.
It's not quite love, but it could be its start,
yet it's hard to pin down; it shifts a lot.

Sensations that make her giggle inside
get stored in her vault of secret...

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Wet sand oozes between my toes,
gooey as grandma's homemade jam.
And imprinted on a clean slate,
fresh footprints form along the shore.

Gooey as grandma's homemade jam,
sand squishes between wiggly toes.
And memories are created,
exploring these tactile feelings.

And imprinted on a clean slate,
staggering steps are recorded.
A hodgepodge of runaway...

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Time by the ocean is a special luxury...
rejuvenation of spirit, mental cleansing,
physical relaxation and revitalization

Scent of the ocean air...
the first indication we are near
and we savor its smell... 
actually find it stimulating

Walking along the beach...
waves roar in the distance...
sand squishes between toes... 
cold water hits...

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Stepping on shuttered dreams
Feet bleeding wishes of travel
Disable soul mails postcards
To a corner called " Empty Apartment"

Still nature on the thirteenth floor
Mom's glasses left behind and a cup full of tears
A phone ringing obsessively
The door permanently unlocked… 

Jetlag freezes childhood memories
Dirt squishes mortality between my...

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I walk through the field of green 
  	My feet are bare and the grass squishes underneath me 
	The rain is falling like little pebbles soaking me in beauty 
 	I breathe in deep letting its sweet scent fill my nose 
	Suddenly my feet...

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Their one lone cow has broken down the fence;
we see her trundling down the dusty lane.
Milo's mind remembers 'bout the milking.

Dad's face, a fiery-red,  storms from the shed
where feisty kittens spat and sparred o'er cream.

Milo's feet meander back to the scene
as words of fire...

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I love dogs,don't get me wrong.
It's really not their doing.
Their human parents are to blame
for places they are pooing!

It's bad enough they let them go
right smack into my yard.
But then they will not clean it up
and I step in it hard!

This is laziness on their...

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PIE HARD

the meringue explodes
squishes twixt heroes bare toes
and the pieman laughs

lemon gel hits cop
on the crusty street down low
“join the party, pal”

Christmas is a time
to pie hard, “yippee ki yay”
with model wise guys

bad apples at large
the hero’s jotting down names
for a half-baked plot

temperature rising
the elevator...

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Take off your veil o beauty,
  your moles can't hide your sorrows and nudity,
    is the longing causing quiet and peace?,
      you will arrive again and him will seek,
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Hungry for sure
We sat on our seats.
Hungry we were
For 'Cat In The Hat' eats.
Sally and I
And our fish on a date,
Wondering why
Such a long wait,wait,wait.
We were hungry and late
And the wait we did hate.

But after a while
Our waiter did appear,
With laughter and a smile
And an...

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To See It With Open Eyes?

What is wrong with everyone?   
Every time I turn around, 
someone is accusing someone else of being a racist.
What is this racist thing?
Is it a disease of some kind? Does it bite?
You all sound like something slinking in...

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I walk barefoot
along the beach,
The wet sand squishes
between my toes,
And the weary waves of the sea
swooshing the shore
like my labored breathing,
There's a sluggish stream
of salty air blowing in
like the tears
rolling down my face;

The sun is setting gently
like my sinking hope,
And the sky is awashed
in a...

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In July, no air cooler will dissipate the heat.
I squeeze the bag, it squishes, like paste within my hand.
The chocolate eggs were perfect, the kind one loves to eat.
April's chocolate ovals now are no longer grand.

Why were these candies put on a shelf three months...

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