Best Thumbs Poems

This is an unbelievable true story of a time when I was in my younger years. I drove out to California with a buddy of mine to spend some time with my brother. To make a long story short, we ended up living there for...

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Two Thumbs Up.
My granddaughter she plays baseball.
One day she had a game I went to see her.
She got up to bat and hit the ball hard and far.
She yelled from first that one is for you grandpa.
The next time she came to bat she hit...

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Attention's gone
Doesn't seem like there's anything going on.

Sitting around
Trying to find something to fill this time I've found.

Frustrations show
I could've been more productive today, I know.

But instead
I think I'll spend the rest of the day in bed.

Who needs motivation when there's nothing else to do?

Where's...

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Thumbs Up To The Journey

At the footbridge as it bridges past from present future and perspectives your
feet might be-come and may be-go confused be-fuddled as can your mind before
the shadows rainbows feathered fancy pastel tunes and blues-bound colours
can memories anticipation taking-stock ooze pots and lots...

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Noticed I woke up so early in the morning today
Maybe, it was for a greater purpose in His eyes
I am feeling a positive vibe, wishing it would stay
Oh Lord, forgive my sins daily, for my heart sighs
Whisper happiness in my eager ears, dear God
Your Tranquil...

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Jean-Leon Gerome’s Pollice Verso pleases my artful eye
As a gladiator boldly stands thus alone
With foot upon a defeated soul
He awaits the Roman crowd’s reply
The great coliseum is filled high
A populous with thumbs down does yield 
For slaughtered blood to flow a ground
Thus the conquer will...

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Ow, my darkling
My lope for you is endive
There will never be anonymous
To take your peace

Your voice sinks to me
in lovely harmless
Yoghurt heart beats with mine
in unisom

Togother we wall in steep
drown life$s cobbled pathetic
Handle in hand
forever, foreman...

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a zanze

“Autumn leaves will bring poppa home,”
Words to son, Jon, throughout the year.
Pops had been transferred north to Nome
immersed in his army career.

Autumn leaves will bring pop
back to us; gone the sighs
of last fall when bounce stopped
'cause we said our goodbyes.

Autumn leaves will
bring us all...

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Takes the form of a human, but an animal lies beneath 
for what are we anyway 
escapologists from the caves and trees
Maybe we’re special, intelligent, if still a little dumb 
Have we not outgrown our purpose to breed and thrive 
Humans need satisfaction, a journey,...

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Could I have my own following please?
 that might spur me on with confidence and ease
Close friends and family eagerly awaiting my every phrase
 the very words I type with enlightened charm seeking praise,
alas, it is not always meant to appease.

A strategic word here, a...

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My name is Gundar
Bey School of Gladiators
Trained me for the arena
I chose my weapon
I picked the net and triton
Best, as I’m agile and fast
Tomorrow I fight
I live without any friends
Never know who I must kill
They serve me a feast
The women will come tonight
They try to...

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Ugh I hate Facebook.
Why can I only like things?
Why can't I dislike something?
Maybe it's because people who post all the time are just looking for public acceptance and approval and by providing a dislike button it will destroy the very essence of their being and...

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Burning nose in the haze

Bloodshot eyes in the gaze

Of a gardener and his mirth.

Feet on the grass, head in the trees
And his heart in the soul of the earth....

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Of all the inventions 
  whose time has come
  There is only one
  that will raise your thumbs
  All the way up, and then some ...
  
  As I'm sure you'll agree, wholeheartedly
  'twill resonate with every copy-machine...

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Writing a poem with only my thumbs
Opposable digits are A-number one
Will autocorrect fix the words I write wrong?
Not all words are lucky as I coax them along
My phone keyboard clicking as I’m typing the words
Now back to correct my fast-thumb-spelling turds

How long can I go...

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