Best Whiff Poems

Animal brain 
   is in control
   
   It's fight
   flight
   or wag the tail


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A whiff of Spring’s
A lovely thing
And oh, such joy
It seems to bring!

A sunny bench
Helps to unclench
The stress and sadness
I can’t quench.

It will not last;
Tonight a blast
Of frigid air
Will come on fast.

But that small whiff
Reminds me if
I wait, there’ll soon
Be blooms to sniff....

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My friends have already revealed that I'm in loved with you
That's why I don't know what to do nor to say.
And so am I confounded as to how should I evade this ballyhoo
With no regret when I wake up early in the day.

It seems to...

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a whiff of jasmine
                              as she unties her hair-
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Heard of a computer whizz, well I'm a computer whiff
Thought I knew the ropes but I'm not new age equipped
But finally figured it all out
Used my noggin and my snout
Thankfully my genius came through before becoming a stiff...

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Are You Skew-Whiff?

				Are you feeling rather skew-whiff?
Awkwardly placed and standing?
		upside-down
		back to front
		inside      out
		topsy - turvy
							Are your senses damp and unresponsive,
					Beckoning confusion and despair? 
	Does your heart pound even when there’s nothing exciting there?

   Forlorn, sorrowful, despondent, 
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Gholam startled for a second, smelling the women; 
his nose turned sharply to the east, 
Glad he would be able to rapidly 
pick up their scent after devouring his feast,

Madic had been an acquaintance of sort, 
but his slimy slippery flesh was ripe for eating,...

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85
 Feedback comes to those who apply and post and expect to receive the same 
when you place a silver dollar in your mouth you scratch it with your teeth to see if 
it is real a man bites down upon it and then looks...

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Seated on a whiff of breeze
Hanging in the air
I gazed at the moon
Huddled in the arms of the sky.
 
The moon waved at me
With winking eyes
Inviting me to partake
In the festivities of colored hues
Blossoming slowly to the songs
Of birds returning to their nests,
Before mellowing down...

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The jug spilt water, wetting the table
Now bent, twisted, buckled and warped skew-whiff
By flaw to twist coiled within the fibers
when timber dried, planed, sanded and dressed smooth.
How cruel for the carpenter who toiled
to make the table top lined-up and square
For the owner of the table...

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Spring’s last whiff

wafted delightfully
          through my parents
                bedroom window
where I swung myself
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Cheerful view as up on the high hill
Our birds sing with gusto and elation.

From phlox to daisies, butterflies flit and thrill,
Cheerful view as up on the high hill,
One can hear the mystic notes of a flute still,
Songs that pacify the soul, with sensation.

Cheerful view as...

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Villanelle : The Smell of Woman the Whiff of Chaste Nutmeg Cinnamon

The smell of woman the whiff of chaste nutmeg cinnamon
The lone mythic bird gone to sing in other dulcet climes
She bathes in cloistered mountain streams tingling pearls diamond

Her lips velvet unbuzzed petals dewy beds...

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O clouds of loneliness, 
I beckon you to pervade
within the seams of my heart
and rain ever so lightly
to cleanse its walls
of the dust 
that tumult of life incessant
has fixed on its walls,
to let me breathe
and discover the self true
that resides in me.

O Clouds, be only...

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Smooth Elevator Operator
I truly am a smooth operator 
When I let one loose in the elevator
If it’s only me there my air blows free
Have got my own detonator you see.

Able to let fly with such immense pride
And can play a fine tune from my backside
That...

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