Best Tromped Poems

The raccoon was brazen
Bold, devilishly handsome
I fell in love quickly
I know. Raccoons are no good for opossums
But the heart wants who the heart wants.

We met on a warm day
in the throes of summer
He was eating cat food when I arrived
to the consternation of a gray...

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Dragon loves his penguins! Oh that we know quite well.
So…Dragon ask for their own little, silver, fire retardant, suits, do tell!
Oh Lord A Mercy! The little penguins dress up sooo very cute, too!
But leave it to our government, to get mixed up, as a spy...

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They were once young warriors well trained Marines
Trained by their government...mean green killing machines...
They tromped through the jungles looking to kill,
Hoping to avoid dying with an ineffable feel!

For deep in the jungle  Vietcong all around.
Waiting to ambush and placed us prone on the ground
At...

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When my heels tromped down the dark narrow path
Where the buck- even – trod
It was early fall, and the trees were half trimmed.
The sun flickered through the barren tops,
    and the greenish- brown canopy hung low and half dressed

However, it was not...

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when it comes to baseball
there was one team that we shall
remember from it's past

it's the nineteen twenty seven 
        N.Y Yankees

amidst this legendary collection 
you shall find the hotest team 
that ever played baseball

starting with their owner Jacob...

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...“From that day on I was just a damned whore,
two years I spent in that place on my back,
when I had finally paid back what was owed
they tossed me out and they said,’That was that.’

“But somehow word had reached back to London,
and my parents then...

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She grabs the tree topper and begins to climb the Christmas tree
We stand back and watch, no longer surprised at her audacity
Not family, not yet an in-law, yet she has tromped all over us today.

Enthralled cousin Louie brought this woman wearing too much makeup
I hope...

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THE DEEP MYSTERY

The biggest animal species on earth was ever been,
the dinosaurs roamed proud the land of the Jurassic.
In fierce fights they were the ones to always win,
everything surrounding them seemed so very weak.

When they tromped sloth on massive legs of pillar,
pounded the unstable landforms...

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A grayish blue beluga whale arrived two minutes too late.
The whole committee yelled "no"  before half past eight.

Fifteen minutes later, a filthy, smelly camel tromped in,
Making the whole committee laugh out of their skin.

A lion tried to enter, roaring with all of his might.
We...

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Boots with attitude
Tromped into the marketplace
Chopping up parquet floors
Approaching me
Stomping closer and closer
I backed away
Terrified of this woman
It takes super confidence to wear boots like this
And these boots are not just made for walk’n....

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She was a rainbow faerie 
in a butterfly world.
Where faeries were shunned
Considered gossips, thieves,
Ignored, pulled down, 
jeered at 
due to the butterflies’ preconceived notions
and belief in antiquated myths 

They had grown up thinking their rights
were the only ones that mattered.
They had been taught at mama’s...

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Do not….
I repeat…
Do not not not not not
Have brand new carpeting put in
The same day as a rain storm and an 8-year-old girl's slumber party.

I am usually the fun-loving, happy, excited birthday girl’s mama.
I was yelling my head off within hours as thirteen girls tromped...

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He is a Benscar, a burly, beastly, bellowing, befitting ugly bug troll.
This was said by my older cousin who fibs, his name is mean mole.
I do not believe you, I said, because I was aware cousin Ruth.
I think for once in his life, Grandma said...

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Broken battered angry deranged parents 
Try to break their children at an early age
So they will not be alone in their misery
It works with some, however, with others 
It completely backfires.

They take their pain and shake it into poetry, and art.
They write it into songs...

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When my identical twin sister and I were about nine, there was a little brooklet
in our backyard.  It started out kind of like a tiny stream of water in a marshy bit of grass way back down by the alley and the two double...

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