Best Swifty Poems

Solitude, a loud shout made without a word. 
A sweeping blade of a raging sword;
A hidden cause, a dripping flow of unseen scarlet;
A laming pounce made in secret,
For a cause that they themselves don't understand, 
Like a slight sway of a swifty hand....

Continue reading...

19 in my city  bad enough that I already got two strikes with me so I keep my skateboard  close and move real swiftly I can do a couple a of grab tricks that involved a shifty females love me I get real...

Continue reading...

Doctors (particularly biomedical engineers)...
really trolley train hard to keep track of patients

Eye tell ya we (spuds)
pulled up stakes after four yar
and zero scores ago living in Bryn Mawr
salutary heart and lungs figurative
storied Main Line Health medical network
latter part of June tooth thousand seventeen

approximately July first
same...

Continue reading...

I am tired of Taylor Swift,
Her face I can not avoid.
 I know you gals get my drift.
I love her, but am annoyed.

 She has all those Swifty fans.
Isn't that enough for her?
 All she does is sing and dance,
and is known throughout this
earth.

 Her...

Continue reading...

When you look into a women eyes what do you see, do you see a benevolent sprit, airly light 
as a futter of a feather, or a demon malicious wink

When you look into a women eyes what do you see, do you see the present...

Continue reading...

On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone in a whisp of wind
A tear slips from my eye...

Continue reading...

On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone in a whisp of wind
A tear slips from my eye...

Continue reading...

On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still i know not why
Years that cant be lived again
Moments gone in a whisp of wind
A tear slips from my eye...

Continue reading...

Irrelevant boyhood arcane flotsam and jetsam...

Impossible mission to jettison
nonetheless laughter iz best medicine
more enjoyable with vignette aye fabricate
(think swifty taylor harried style)
ah... voila - metaphorical light bulb Edison
would appreciate.

Martha Groff a classmate
the youngest of four progeny
born approximately nine months after late
February/early March nineteen fifty nine
born...

Continue reading...

I stare ahead at the wavy blue,
As I recall the lovely sue.
Her love is still well hooked within,
I am not so sure where to begin.
There was a time my heart was free,
A hummingbird on a willow tree.
But what fate had in store for me,
Changed my...

Continue reading...

I confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words for others to ponder
more often than not experiencing nonresponder.

Without lofty literary ambitions,
more so stream of consciousness abandonment
yours truly rests content
to cobble, gamble, noodle... courtesy

swifty tailored...

Continue reading...

Swifties Unite!

Mimi, Taylor's most insta-swifty, totally meowed
As she grabs some me time, she'll vote she vowed
I really must flush and shoo
Me lady needs the loo
Swifty Cat ladies unite! We’re smart, brave and proud!
...

Continue reading...

Elusive pursuit endeavoring to craft a great poem

I (analogous to a rolling stone)
confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
semblance of reasonable poetic rhyme
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words for others to ponder
more often than not experiencing nonresponder,
nevertheless share...

Continue reading...

She lacked the energy to
look forward to her date
she might have bragged about how
many men wished to marry her
and the one she'd marry would
be specials and
right.
Love and Marriage
she opted out of feeling right
I heard her
singing
"sounds right to me
the song about the man
with the silly grin
she...

Continue reading...

Planting a tree that bears sweet fruits 
Tracing the dawning of my roots 
Writing a book that bears my name 
Beating the odds in my own game 

Roaming around in my own way 
Running 50 kilometers away 
Acing the top in my tough test 
Climbing...

Continue reading...