Best Swerves Poems

Her sounds are peaceful
symphonic and soothing

The chirping of the birds
at the crack of dawn, 
the plopping of rain
pouring heavily at roof tops, 
the humming of...

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Up and down as it overlooks
the open book
freefalling so
but where to go?

Embellish each page, one by one
where words will run,
of written swerves,
artistic curves

By quill that...

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*Image of Patronus by Wizarding World

The White Doe and The River Of Life

Comes a white doe, quaint sight a wandering,
Murmurs, her head swerves about, hesitates,
A...

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"The streams are my veins" ~ by Constance La France

I feel
I belong to
the pellucid stream that
gently swerves through the rocks as I
stroll leisurely along the...

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pick up truck
speeds down the road...
johnson grass lies down

pick up truck
leans on curves...
driven by hunger

pick up truck
swerves into parking space...
Olive Garden  ...

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A meeting through obscure means,developed into friendship a bond was hit but short lived,of which in hindsight an highlight. You opted out of the path...

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When "The lightening Strikes",and we hear a "Powerful Thunder","Our minds and hearts envision,and think of all the "Great Songs"sung by "The Creative Artist"named "Stevie Wonder!...

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RIDE OF A
LIFETIME

A roller-coaster catches my eye in flash 
B eguiling me to run bullet fast...
C hequered spiking thrill press my spine
D ancing stars shoot...

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so many frigid clouds
so many dangling drooping dippers
on this icy, icy night of paper, powder and pearl…
she gushes out from the night blanket,
cats and tigers...

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I’m thankful that I’m a woman
With the power to beguile
With charm at my fingertips
And bewitchment in my smile

I’m proud to be a woman
Of genders the...

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Cautiously Caught My Eye

This saying cautiously caught my eye;
Should never let a poor dead horse lie
Not a sound,
Made around;
Go ahead and bury him and then...

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Through night
It is a flight
Hard to see where it leads
Along the way, stars come to be
Lighten
The path
Swerves through a sea
Of rocks and lands of ice
Unfamiliar...

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The drunken pen dips and swerves around curves on paper. Paper for the purpose of writing things—thoughts a pen brings. My cursive swings, wild and...

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I used to fancy that I was punctual. 
But on two occasions, I happened 
To be late—to my lectures.
I was a latecomer, in other words.
I...

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He floats and curves
   And sways and swerves.
   Never to balk.
   The red-tail Hawk.
     ...

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