Best Swished Poems

The full fallow moon was hung low in July
 As white stars and fireflies lit the night sky,
A sight to behold was the feline bold'
Drawing sighs from the violin, his arms did enfold
He played on the breeze to the harvest to come
As An orchestra of...

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Quietness upon the face,
Silence and loneliness,
Land before time,
Before living things existed, 
Sadness as my waters ran through the earth,
Was my voice the only thing to be heard?
As I swelled and ebbed, 
Swished back and forth, 
Was I alone as I sadly moved?
Was my story over...

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I relate this story from my room in the Quiet Vale Giggling Academy

A reader might find my story hard to believe
BUT!
At one time in my life –
As a matter of fact quite recently –
I had just finished Dr. Doolittle’s great study
‘Talk to the Animals”
And after...

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OH VINCENT

Oh Vincent, can we ever know what torments plagued you; 
what demons fought you; what images raped your senses?
It was no accident that you sent blinding blasts of brightness
swirling, like hurled saucers to splatter upon your night sky canvases.

There you found your voice feathered...

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Tranquil twilight tuned in a mellifluous brevity,
Silver stars appeared, twinkling, forming constellations bright,
And nightingales sang to honour our memorable night,
As we lay serene. the fine sand willing our destiny.

Blessed indeed were we to find such a peaceful sandy cove
I looked into her eyes and saw...

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"I am sending you a gift of poetry, dear heart."  This one really reached out to me in its simple
  and uncluttered use of a sunrise to show God's handiwork.  I thought that since your work was
  in Haiku,  I...

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ANIMAL COURT

I relate this story from my room in the Quiet Vale Giggling Academy

A reader might find my story hard to believe
BUT!
At one time in my life –
As a matter of fact quite recently –
I had just finished Dr. Doolittle’s great study
‘Talk to the Animals”
And...

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Whatever rules they make up now in twenty-twenty-one
‘Little’ Frankie tells his dad I need to have some fun
His dad said how about a pet, I’ve just embalmed a pup
But Frankie moaned I’m sorry but I feel I’ve been stitched up
You said I’m bits of people,...

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As dark clouds dashed and clashed in the sky
Thunder began to boom and rumble
Sensing an impending rain, frogs started croaking
Cows stopped cuddling and began to moo

Soon pitter- pat came down the raindrops.
landed on roof tops with a heavy thud
they broke and cracked into tiny droplets
gurgled...

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We had started preparing dinner,
but when I told her they were grazing out back,
she wanted to go see them for herself.   I folded the dishtowel
and put dinner on hold.
           I suggested we take...

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Submitted to the "Gone Fishin" contest
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Trollin’ the islands at Texoma,
It was April, 1964.
New rod and reel in hand,
I’d NEVER been fishing before.

A Garcia 2510T casting rod.
The reel, a Mitchell 301,
Plus hand-selected worms and lures…
I was ready to have some fun.

My teacher, a master fisherman,
Had fished...

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My fly cast got caught on my fly.
The hook hurt so bad I did cry.
   While now in much pain
   it started to rain.
What more could go wrong, my oh my?

My fly cast was still on my fly.
The zipper went zap...

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"Beyond lychgate lies future death" she says,
cucumbered eyes slid back under cauliflower sky,
brimming smithereens of harkening demons.

Been in saddle some time since torchlight began,
a child's silent castle ago. Chaos-times cut alleyways
through rose-lettered circles, reads trashy maid.

The journey fell sword north along shield path.
Peninsula late to...

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Splish! Splash!
Went the little goldfish.
As she flipped,
and she flopped,
right out of her dish.

Hiss-s-s-s! 
Hiss-s-s-s!
across the room, 
came a threatening sound.
And she wished, 
oh, she wished,
she was back in her dish!

The house cat pranced
and swished his tail,
as he played with his squeaky toy,
and his playmate, little...

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Am I the Assassin 
        or the Undertaker

                   For Palani 

         ...

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