Best Tiptoe Poems

Tiptoe, tiptoe, what they say is not what they say it is . . . 

Cameras rolling, take one, action! 
“How stupid can you be? You’re fired!”    
He told a judge quite candidly. 

In take two, from his office on Fifth Avenue,...

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Enticing sweet dreams you tiptoe
Charming passions memories spun
From days of our youth long ago
When quest of love had just begun

When in your heart I'm all alone
Enticing sweet dreams you tiptoe
Blazing desires we've felt and known
Kindled embers of romance glow

Musings endearing you well know
When our engaging...

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A dark and dreary road
Quietly I tiptoed
All battered I looked around
No sign of life, just barren ground
Wind blew, harsh and cold
Keeping its story untold
With its command, the leaves danced
Roaring like a tigress, I stood tranced

But I did not have time
So I continued my climb
I did...

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You tiptoed in where I didn’t want you
You crossed the line and made me miss you
You are on my mind more often each day
I guess you did get it right to make me feel your love


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Into the kitchen I enter,
Middle of the night,
To hide my hunger,
Escaping dad's able ear,
And mom's sixth sense.
Hunger pangs hurting intestines,
Heals and toes entering kitchen,
Trip I go and hit the table,
Ayiooooooooo I shout and whine,
Only to wake up everyone...

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she tippy toed
as gently as she could
not wanting to disturb
forgetting where she was
and where she was heading to

locked in a distant dream
stopped dead in her tracks
in the midst of darkness
she opened the door
to let herself out
amused by the 
stillness of the night
the brightness of the...

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The toes
of Michelangelo's David
are musculinely strong,
second toe a touch longer
than the big toe
as befits a gifted man.

This is how I walk the earth -
in Michelangelo's toes,
gripping the soil
just hard enough
to keep it steadily waltzing
around the sun
in its Galilean galleon.

My toes tread carefully
among the growing leaves...

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Just woke up to this gorgeous day
What joy, think I'll go out to play
In my skivvies I will
Oh what a thrill
Tiptoe through the tulips whispering naughty phrases...

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Tiptoe in the barnyard, for the kitty is on a tear.
He is angry at someone who put creamed corn in his hair.
I had not met kitty yet; did not know he was a full-grown lion.
When I tiptoed past, he turned his head. I thought I...

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Tiptoe Through Trump Garden

If through Trump garden you tiptoe,
Make sure it will be mighty slow;
Carefully,
Better be;
Or on his stupidity can stub your toe.

Jim Horn

Beginning and Route

From God are the beginning and root;
Children created when we bare fruit;
Sins are no more,
If Him do adore;
Accept His knowledge...

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on tiptoe 
refilling birdfeeder
chipmunks wait



posted on May 19, 2019...

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Innocence confronts a world that's corrupt,
addicted to sin
and thrill of the win,
where suppressed emotions spew and erupt.
Although naught is said
innocence gets shed.
And as children prepare for reality,
trading fantasy dreams for hyperbole,
time chases its shadow.

But adolescence's adrenaline rush
sets you free at last,
no longer harassed
you are the...

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Just woke up to this gorgeous day
What joy, think I'll go out to play
In my skivvies, I will
Oh what a thrill
Tiptoe through the tulips twittering away...

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We tiptoe past her, the violets said. She does not like our colors.
They are every hue of violet, purple, and a few are azure blue.
But you are beautiful, I assure them. They scoff at my innocence.
You are naïve’ they tell me, but we like you...

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We tiptoed on the path covered with moonlight 
The canoe awaited for our swift quiet arrival there
Hanging fragrantly in the moist thick hot night air
The aromas of Night Blooming Jasmine lingered
No persons found within our sight of envisions 
No wanting dogs needed attending 
Oddly there...

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