Best Swaggered Poems

And his frost-clad lips I gently kissed
So mildly radiant amid this  place--
That the silvery night grew quite intense
Until a gasp rushed from his cheeks.
While awakening to each other
       Our throbs exploded into daybreak…
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"Murdering Pluto" 

On Pluto, 
they deal with trauma
in the best possible way,
they murder it slowly 
in poetic hell 
day after day.

the dark Seraphim
have their way. 
their ways are stellar.
some say they hover
in the stratosphere,
but that's much too clear. 
They're in the parallel
dimension, that forgotten,
unnumbered place....

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The steely-eyed hombre stepped down from the stage that sultry afternoon.
He looked about with disdain, then swaggered to the Cripple Creek Saloon.
His hat lay low upon his brow and swung low was a pair of 44's on his hips.
He sported fancy duds and greeted a...

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Six magpies brought their mourning squawk,
soon joined by several others,
disturbing all their neighbour's talk 
and waking sleepy lovers.

Some hopped and did their swaggered strut 
between a felted flat roof top 
and a guttered water but. 
Some preferred a higher perch 
and troubled nearby taller tops...

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Out of the blue I searched for you,
Under yellow skies I walked,
With scarlet red the things you knew!
The black lace talked and talked

I found you thumbing on the road,
Drifting south for a change of pace,
Your suitcase was hardly a load,
My heart began to race.

A game...

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I loved you John Wayne!
		I wished you were my father
		or maybe an older brother 
		who’d tutor me to be tough
		when manners weren’t enough
		and toughness was needed
		that civility be heeded
		and not to brag or complain.
		O I loved you John Wayne!

		As soon as I was old enough...

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What do you see when our eyes chance to meet?
A wizened old woman; a mouth void of teeth?
No heavenly body, no long flowing curls 
Just a gnarled, barren landscape remains of the girl.

Can’t you see her so young; with wings on her feet?
Her beauty arresting,...

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There was a man's man, you could say he was grand,
 who blessed the cinema screen and had millions of fans.
When he swaggered into a room, men stepped aside, 
 their wives and their daughters they would all try to hide.

He had something about him,...

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I took my mum to slimming world 
On every Tuesday night 
She’d get her finest glad rags on
And beam with sheer delight

Not much of an adventure,
On the way she’d barely speak.
But she’d set her sights on glory 
As the slimmer of the week.

With eager expectation...

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Bob the buzzard is colour blind i think
he doesnt think a flamingo should be pink,
say he has seen many and he knows
that flamingos are blue in Galapagos.

buzzards eyes gleen as he watches them feeding,
now buzzards are big but surely he is exceeding,
tbe size of his...

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Bronwyn the Barbaric amassed admirers
like oceans collect river-flow
Streams of suitors all tried to woo her
each determined to be her “best beau”

But our fair pirate queen was a fickle young lass
whose attention was hard to retain
She'd have no truck whatever with crude fellows crass
insisting they possess...

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I walked down the street today
As one would
Wearing my bright green shoes
As not everyone could
I held my head high
As not everyone should
I swaggered and strutted
As freedom deemed I could
With my headphones on
And yellow scarf slung
I felt fashionably dressed
As only a fashionista would
Compliments were given
As I...

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Coal-red eyes protruded from your bust
As we swaggered in mock-bravado.
We were afraid of you Charles
And the shadows you cast
From within cast shadows.

Chinese Apple replacing Adam's
And a terry-towelling cap to repel the '02 sun -
Resurrected in '74 -
It was, Charles, a time of rebellion.

Steel-blue Winfields survey...

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It was at the National Finals Rodeo
The year was 1967, the place OKC
I had just turned three & 
was excited as could be
to be behind the chutes watching
a ride that could make history
Freckles Brown was the cowboy
loaded up in chute two
Tornado was the bull he'd...

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*A very loose form of Limerick, 
          but Mabel deserves lots of syllables.


There once was a waitress with the name of Mabel
Who used her bosom as a restaurant table
Beneath her double chins
Mabel flaunted her twins
The one...

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