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Premium Member This Poem Stinks So Badly It Doesn'T Deserve a Name
This poem stinks.

It doesn't rhyme 
It doesn't do anything 
It has a little alliteration

well...

it will have some

because that's the easiest poetic element to incorporate 
and if it didn't have any poetic elements 
it would not be a poem 
but would be prose with 
randomly 
inserted...

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Categories: weensy, art, funny, on writing
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Needle



wri
ting is
knitting
your       life
thro          ugh
a nee         dle
and           if
you   sew
emotion
secret
you’ll
get
nu
dg
ed
a
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n
s
y

Writing is knitting...

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© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: weensy, wisdom,
Form: Shape
I Cannot Single Handedly Manage
I cannot single handedly manage...
primary idiopathic palmar/
palmoplantar hyperhidrosis

Aforementioned physiological malady
unwanted and unwonted figurative
(metaphorical) beast of burden
linkedin with matrix constituting mine
corporeal essence genetically
gifted to yours truly,
invariably, objectionably, and unquestionably
afflicts, impacts, and upsets
emotional (mental) health
diagnosed with schizoid personality disorder.

Tis no fun unable
to join in any reindeer games
(actually...

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Categories: weensy, angst, birth, dad, fate,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Bikini
Teensy
Weensy




~A Brian Strand Footle Finale

~Judy Konos "Footle" contest...

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Categories: weensy, beach, body,
Form: Footle
Never Forget
hehehe
hehehe
hehehe

you forget us 
we never forget you
u neglected your health
never clean after being dirty 
it will be fine you thought
will you be fine?

you followed your gluttony
eating atrociously 
Unknown kinds of animals, you ate
it will be fine, you thought
yes you did
here we are
Years after years 
we...

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Categories: weensy, 12th grade, dark,
Form: Free verse
The Antics of a Yoyo Thief
The Antics Of A Yoyo Thief

Potential life of as juvenile delinquent
(ala bam mean future streetwise thug)
stopped dead in the tracks – manacles
the above two lines hopefully gives hint
nearly changing changing life of one boy
an undersized puny kid 
whose aborted theft stint
constitutes the gist of following...

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Categories: weensy, 5th grade, 6th grade,
Form: Rhyme



A Fantasy Over Rides Reality
Hello?
I like to get six + 9 ??Are you??????
schlepping writer,?? natural body and laid-back vibe?? 
I'm all about therapeutic touch via nuts and life of bee dogged trees!

teasing with idealism beef hoar 
   illusory vision fades away
whatever ur method for stress to allay

perhaps mebbe e yar surfing tub bid...

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Categories: weensy, beauty, creation, desire, fantasy,
Form: Romanticism
High Purr Billy Biography Sketch Back
My somewhat outsize ears and longish neck 
(I swear exist, which contrary to popular myth 
never seen by living persons) support this egg shaped 
(fried or scrambled some might argue) head.

A mostly flat and hairless chest attests to a regular 
regimen of light (self-concocted) chest-pounding...

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Categories: weensy, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
What Makes Me Happy
The sun has gone for his holidays
We don’t know when he’ll be back.
He gone to Australia for a rest 
But we can’t wait for him to come back.

We miss him when he is away
He never sends a postcard.
I suppose he might find writing it
A teensy...

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Categories: weensy, funny, me, longing, me,
Form: Light Verse
Deification
It is amazing how many super important people there are in my hometown!
At almost any intersection, I will be eclipsed by at least 2-3 individuals who are cooler
Than I could ever aspire to think to become.
Lately I see them everywhere!
They look just like the people...

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Categories: weensy, adventurepeople, day, me, people,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Illustration of Morality
Directing ethics to be suitable if it is accurate.
That should be clever to discover delight in any request.
I urge you to consider sharing; she must be relating.
Further, an ecstatic dream is there in the perceiving.

All that stands, may it arise upright and swither.
Also, when standing,...

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© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: weensy, analogy, appreciation, blessing, character,
Form: Sonnet
Ugh, Why Must the Missus Vacuum At the Crack of Dawn
Ugh, Why Must The Missus Vacuum At The Crack Of Dawn?
(circa: early December 27, 2018 morning)

There appears to be a
virulent (possibly deadly) strain
of housekeeping virus
Hoover ring in the air
asymptomatic tentatively linked to rein
deer droppings (micro-organisms) blare

ring and trumpeting beyond
the threshold to humans, though plain
lee send...

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Categories: weensy, abuse, anger, animal, dad,
Form: Free verse
Friday May 13th 2022
Friday May 13th, 2022

An excerpt taken from a lengthy tome,
written courtesy a favorite poet of mine.

Paraskevidekatriaphobia  struck within a blink,
I swear yours truly never took a drink,
nevertheless he witnessed
and falsely accused of being a rat fink,
when everything but the kitchen sink
instantaneously disappeared in a...

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Categories: weensy, atheist, dark, destiny, gothic,
Form: Free verse
I Cannot Single Handedly Rightly So Manage
I cannot single handedly – rightly so - manage...
primary idiopathic palmar/
palmoplantar hyperhidrosis
despite taking  Glycopyrrolate 
2 MG  Tablet three times daily.

Aforementioned physiological malady
unwanted and unwonted figurative
(metaphorical) beast of burden
linkedin with matrix constituting mine
corporeal essence genetically
gifted to yours truly,
invariably, objectionably, and unquestionably
afflicts, impacts, and upsets
emotional...

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Categories: weensy, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Diana At the Ides of August, Part Two
She's a Messenger, a standard bearer of a Message of Love.  She's Love's unforgettable fruition and flower.  With Her trusty hounds bounding along beside Her, She suddenly races ahead, crossing the beach, down to the surf.  Her fair shoulder bristles with arrows...

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Categories: weensy, absence, bereavement, betrayal, courage,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Reflection on the Important Things