Best Webbed Poems

In the webbed corners of my brain 
There blooms a sinister flower 
Its petals dripping with venom 
 And thick roots entwined with despair 

Begins with a taste, a mere sip 
The madness will soon take control 
Shades mix into a motley form 
Trapping me...

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Trapped in a consciousness freezing constantly,
burning with the sun under the dense cold tree.

Astounding, so grounding, surmounting you go,
Applauding, intending, pretending indeed.

Dancing with the ocean with submerged bare feet,
The very quest of nature, u barely can see.

So are you a seeker, of the very...

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We weave webbed words while welcoming wisdom.

Whiny William Walleye Was Witnessed Wandering Westwardly While Wailing Wildly. We Were Warily Watching Will Wobbly Walk When We Winced Worriedly.
Why, We Wondered, Would Will Wear What Was Winter Ware When Warm Weather Was Weldingly Wounding.
Will Was Washed-out, Worse,...

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Weeping Webbed World
(Apropos of a Syrian Nightmare) 

Affronts to humanity streak the skies
Like once perched war eagles
Soaring over communities of prey
Where the lingering smell of death
Is as normal as the scent flowers once had.

A grieving webbed world in abject apathy
Awaits the cesarean births of hope...

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Obsolete spiders 
Throw tantrums when webbed  freedom 
Beckens it's soldiers 

Erow....

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Blood in my eyes,
but to hurt to ever cry,
rainy days come and go,

Webbed eyes cannot see truth
but you never pass by.



You ask for truth and love,
but the answer hides
behind your eyes.


you want my heart merged 
with yours,
you want our bodies entwined
as one,
you want me to...

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And I love you so,
caught in a silver bow
in my cobwebbed mind

Searching for a way out,
spider webs of doubt
tie me painfully but kind…

Moonlight blazes
in your cold lovely gazes,
eyeing me with arachnid intent

Silence shatters
as a mild wind scatters
the shells of my body into the night

And I...

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Carte blanche, 
this scribe bandies, exercises, 
and indulges inexplicable gravitas 
drooling, extolling, and fielding greatness, 
frothing handily, indubitably jinxed, 
linkedin as some lingual philanderer, 
which oral intercourse, 

this sensate being suckles 
figuratively das bosom 
sans mother tongue i.e. english language
unbeknownst to this cobbler, 
dabbler and...

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Against light source well crafted 
tubular structure appended with eyepiece gazing
offers viewer eye-opening, mind boggling 
instantaneously birthing then vanishing
resplendent myriad colorful 
geometric awesome shifting shapes 
hypnotizing sight seer into a whirling gigolo 
where multifaceted fractals display pin-wheeling
arithmetically perfect triangulate squarely 
with proportionate arcs astounding
blind faith...

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I have webbed feet 
And everyone knows
Flip flops don’t fit
When you have no toes
I can dance, I can jump
I can run, I can sprint
I can even leave my own web print!...

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And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot.

President Abraham Lincoln died approximately nine hours after being shot at...

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Today, 
I must do something with this afro.
loose strands blow
in the wind.

I need a new style,
something different than before.
A buzz cut?
NO!
Had that all my life.
Style with gel?
NO!
Corn rolls?
NO!
I think I want braids...

Thirty dollars later,
three hours of pulling, twisting,
back spasms crippling 
me. 
my equilibrium shot
I walk...

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When ever I venture out my back door, there's way more ducks then the time before. I'm beginning to feel like a celebrity with my new webbed family. These quacking friends, my paparatzzi are always patiently waiting for me....

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