Best Tussling Poems

Daisy trips and falls apart
The mysterious rider brings her back
And now wonders how she ll find
The way back home cause is its off the line
And runs away leaving the rider alone
He comes back for her 
On the dark dawn
She refuses to go back to his...

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Feisty breezes blow through the trees
shaking and tussling twigs and leaves.
Often, gusts begin as a breeze
feisty breezes rustle the trees.
Grounding the butterflies and bees
breezes come and go as they please.
Feisty breezes blow through the trees
shaking and tussling twigs and leaves.

Breezes come and go as they...

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In the beginning,
The flowers blossom
In summers and dance always
In playful gesture at buzzing noises
Of bees that never get wary
Of playing the happy music
To cheer the hospitable host.

The flowers never worried
Of winter their natural spell,
For there will always be
Other summers to welcome the bees.
For all was...

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8 mile Road

Date: Mon, Dec 21 2015 at 1:50 AM

I hear the train coming
An I'm chasing the train humming
I see the smoke puffing
I see the light in the dungeon
I see fight Tussling
I see might Hustling
I see fright rumbling
I'm on the railroad
Following the trail to gold
I...

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Oh my darling 
My Sweet 
Russian Queen
Mother of my home
Born of my dreams
Mother of my heart 
Hope sewn through our seams 
In our troubled history
Lost are we 
Wondering 
Whispering 
Fallen Leafs 
Tussling and rustling upon our street 
Read and burnt beneath our feat 
Angels caught...

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A Serbian Poet. 

He was a poet; perhaps he still is, 
scribbling words
on the wall of a cell in Haag. 
A mass of hair, an unfinished 
symphony gloomily greying 
 in artificial light 
and will his hair ever feel the sensation of the wind 
tussling...

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Baby seems to always be the one
to kick start the day
Trying to get comfortable in her placenta water bed,
got mother waking up dizzy
and feeling real queasy in the head
She feels it coming on,
yeah, she feels it coming on strong
Morning sickness is heading her way
Nothing she...

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The lustrous surface of your sea is
urging me to drown in its intriguing blue.
Afraid to go further, I stand hesitantly at
 your mysterious shore, yet allowing your
 tides to lick my soul!
Your waves grow in me rapidly,
clogging the flow of my breathing!
I hark keenly to...

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Remember fondly the days of sun
as the seasons invertably change.
The hours of daylight shorten as
each passes and nights are long.

Autumn reluctantly releases her hold.
The lands cool and start to freeze,
whilst with a roar winter marches in
claiming and coating all in white.

Remember with pleasure those sultry...

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I am the gentle wind kissing your face as I go by.
I bring warmth to your cold body as I sigh.
I bring the whispers of wonder from a mysterious past.
I will bring forth Gaia with violent and unforgiven wrath.
Mother has given me a divine, free...

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Dedicated to a dear friend, who felt let down by a nation he helped to protect, and was honoured to serve



An Innocent young mind getting ripped apart,
like a Jack the Ripper victim on the streets when it’s dark,
the lights draining from his eyes he’s losing...

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March 8th - International Women's Day The World Over

Down to the wire, before this
calendrical occasion doth expire,
though arbitrary twenty four hour
time set aside for guide
ding hand of the supposed/purported
fairer gender, yet human race, yet hide
bound male oriented (patriarchal) must
relinquish reigns of power and egoistic pride!

Survival...

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Candle was center staged
A Candlelight Romance perspired 
Flame lit up beautiful faces
Flame, ruthlessly pierced with rushing Nicotine
Lovers Love drowned in the Sea of Smoke
Passionate kiss became oblivious
The burnt lips cried in vain
Only Pungency of Ashes, choked fragrance of Love

So many cries, so much noise
Numb Eardrums,...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVI - Tongue-Twisting Epigrams

An aborted foetus never stops growing in the mind of the aborted mother. She never tires of making more babies to nurture the memory of the aborted baby.

The Heart and Soul are as close as the Foot and Sole: they...

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Wolf sneaks up on finch. Grabs her in his 
canines. Osprey avenges finch. Snatches a 
hare from the glade. You fool, wolf howls, 
that hare meant nothing to me. Osprey 
swallows last bit of meat, says, Wasn’t that 
your dinner for tomorrow? Obviously, she 
was...

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