Best Strutted Poems

How does one answer, what is love;
it's part hope, part apparition.
But what it truly is; sort of
simply defies definition.

Have you ever felt so alive
that it...

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The Rooster

He strutted ‘cross the barnyard tall and proud,
away from all the bustle of the crowd;
the other roosters in the yard felt cowed,
to him they...

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Love feels like it has gone far away
She used to exist everywhere it seems
Now she hides in fear of being used up or let down

Most...

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In a room that once commanded great respect,
stage lights began to hiss with heated anticipation.
There were sounds of alcohol infused rumblings
and laughter rolling through the...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive...

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It stood on the top of the hill
dominating all of its surrounds.
Its drawbridge these days lay open
spanning with ease the now dry moat.
Like a fairy...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed...

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Such a beautiful morning 
So quiet and serene 
Contented and yawning 
I'm living the dream. 
I lie back in my deckchair 
Emitting a contented sigh...

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A plucky fellow wakes us up each day at dawn
To the tune of cock-a-doodle-do we yawn

How grateful we've been that we need no alarm
His sunrise...

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Such a beautiful morning 
So quiet and serene 
Contented and yawning
I'm living the dream.
I lie back in my deckchair 
Emitting a contented sigh 
When landing...

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One evening Bob nervously said
I kinda like three in a bed
She said I’ve got friends
And each of them tends
To share the desires in your head

The...

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A wild gobbler strutted into the woods,
it did not see all the camouflage hoods, 
straight into a turkey shoot; 
trips over a gnarly root, 
with...

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It is then, that time does mock,
in fractured, punctuated dreams.
Alongside the tick of the clock.

Elusive, as sea serpents in a Loch,
your reflection, not always as...

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Ted breezed into the house like he owned the place
with an cocky smirk plastered all over his face
I know that look son; just tell me...

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Slow was the logo he had been wearing since he was born.
Born into a world of poverty and scorn. They look at you funny when...

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