Best Wishy Washy Poems

To vascilate is never any fun
Either go with the other or the one
Riding the fence not the bull
Soon gives all a belly full
of Quickdraw McGraw...

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Eclipse Of The Soul
By: Noel N. Villarosa


Plants harmonize to the sun to bring life aglow
And to rest at the night’s luminary
The sea is waiting for...

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"EARLY TONIGHT, according to HEAR SAY, things got PRETTY UGLY when a SINGLE GROUP of HELLS
ANGELS became SIMPLY IMPOSSIBLE to control during an ALL OUT...

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Ah, tomorrow and tomorrows!
A procrastinators’ catchall
future days that he will borrow
freely to do nothing at all;
but presently those days will dawn
calling due his declarations;
promises he’ll...

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Winsome Wendy walked in winter's white
  Wondering when her window box wisteria would grow.
  Wintry wisps followed by winter's windstorm
  Wiped out...

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Pawns Brokers


“Grit is a better word or term”.
They have it – these “Grunts” - grit –
that sandpaper bearded coarseness
structure in the face of fallacy,
backbone to...

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A rhetorical question finds me asking 
(to no one in particular) why I recall 
the names of grade school teachers 
approximately fifty years ago (whose...

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Yuletide pageants vis a vis merry go round revisited

healthy progeny regaled being alive
analogous to children ecstatic twenty-five
on December exhaling joie de vivre at dive 
in...

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Songs of the Ocean
 Sing a song of the Ocean 
Marine creatures in motion
The oceans turbulent waves
And those sailors truly brave.

Sing songs of the Ocean...

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All that I am and all that I've done for love and a happy ending now seems like it was for thing at all,
There doesn't...

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I woke up to see such a ginormous granny.
I woke up to inhale the aroma of the gravy.
I woke up in a surrounding full of...

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And it is a beautiful thing  

And in a thought I find
this wishy washy mind moving
in circular patterns, drinking from the trough
Searching for an...

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this got written x years ago
behoves this update version of a bozo
christened sans parents 
   playing eeny meeny miny moe,
yet upon tiring of...

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Prussian Blue

Let me tell you a little story,
Of an artist that I once knew.
A proud adopted Yorkshireman,
Who only paints in Prussian Blue.

Landscapes wishy-washy
Water colours from...

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such heretics pitched headlong 
into fiendish frothing furnace
forcing obeisance toward primitive popular 
identified, honored, glorified father figure
expressing devotion re: 
decking the halls of the mountain...

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