Best Swimmingly Poems

To the beach I went one hot, hot day,
In search of the cooling ice blue froth!
Refreshment beckoned in the sea spray,
And I lingered until skies...

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Hey, diddle, diddle,
    what’s that in the middle?
A girl doesn't have
    something there.

The only retort
    to...

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Everyone is forever searching for love

Some find it, then lose it, for some it lasts a lifetime

They are the fortunate ones waking up each morning

Knowing...

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Didn't you not go to me?

How did I seethe, because an elongation of an entanglement is the alter-alto as the Omega cake..?

So swimmingly
I'm finishing the...

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Wrestling with consciousness
fading in and out,
 the darkness threatens to sweep me away
Where am I?
How did I get here?
What happened?
No voice escapes my lips
dry, parched...

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A granny in a brightly lit flower frock is neither a spinning wheel or a basket of multi coloured wools. Multi coloured wools are very...

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Don't shoot me down.
Don't start to frown,
It's past my pay grade.
I'm just Her messenger.

QueenMother DNA
has Her final
non-violent first say.

She's polypathic
and gracefully green.
Love's systemic polyphonics,
math paths...

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periodontal disease the bane
of *****Sapiens, 
   and many a canine species 
   such as Great Dane

or an alien pet smart...

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zilch = the current net result dabbling with said medium
which upside per literary skill 
   allows, enables and provides
a golden opportunity 
 ...

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The Valley Of Love And Delight':

An anniversary feting mine birth (date),
a plan we almost didst ditch
nonetheless the general game plan 
soared like an Eagle,
and went...

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I thought at the time
It was something by Debussy
And every day the same tune
Those same troubled places
DAY AFTER DAY!

After a few weeks it was almost...

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4% mnm
Mountainous syllables can never really tread lightly across a rope bridge. But living in a cabbage house is fantastic fun for many leaves make...

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seems like ole man winter
     aint finished doing business
whereat get dem self up
     in fine fetters and...

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please lemme know and honestly profess
if profusion of words create a lingual Loch Ness
(when hens canst come home to roost
   especially, encountering 
...

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4% mnm
Mountainous syllables can never really tread lightly across a rope bridge. But living in a cabbage house is fantastic fun for many leaves make...

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