Best Worriedly Poems

Isn’t there an adage?
“If a cuckoo builds a nest the sun will rise from west.”
However, the strange thing that happened to me was, 
though it was not large or small in size,
or cozy or love overflows in it, I built a nest.

When a cuckoo flies...

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O mother, who was so beautiful, yet, troubled with everything 
that may affect on the son’s well being; and therefore, grew old.

O mother, who was so elegant, yet, was so concerned about her son;
she always worried and was thinking what if the son wet from...

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Lozenge
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in my mouth
like a lozenge of sugar.

When I held you in my arms, I did not feel
our lack of completeness,
knowing how...

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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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The appearance of his old friend brought new thoughts of his mother and, Nordgrend, the town in which  they spent the last few years.  Raðulfr, was a truly kind man and he was delighted with the toys and weaving that his mother and...

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Need my first thing in the morning cuppa tea 
bladder’s screaming ‘how long can I hold this pee?
but I am waiting for a darned online delivery

App says 8 more stops, so I know he’s getting near
then hopefully these butterflies will disappear
Footsteps creak along the corridor,...

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Once upon a donkey’s back,
as I rode I heard a quack.
Donkey worriedly shook his head.
“It’s a duck!” he brayed with dread.

I was surprised and could not speak.
Why would docile Donkey shriek?
Duck was not a fearsome foe.
Why did Donkey fear him so?

“Donkey,” I asked, “why do...

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If we had met on another day
   We might have become friends.
      We would have spoken carefully
         as we grew to know each other.
      ...

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Infinite bottomless
Infinite limitless
Limitless stamina
Limitless energy
Energy overload
Energy burdening
Burdening burgeoning
Burdening flourishing
Flourishing enterprise
Flourishing company

Company safeguarding
Company sheltering
Sheltering enemies
Sheltering predators
Predators sauntering
Predators wandering
Wandering aimlessly
Wandering mindlessly
Mindlessly faltering
Mindlessly fidgeting

Fidgeting nervously
Fidgeting worriedly
Worriedly galumphing
Worriedly galloping
Galloping anxiously
Galloping fruitlessly
Fruitlessly gathering
Fruitlessly harvesting
Harvesting wastefully
Harvesting foolishly

Foolishly challenging
Foolishly strenuous
Strenuous exercise
Strenuous practicing
Practicing stringency
Practicing discipline
Discipline lineage
Discipline progeny
Progeny fornicate
Progeny procreate

Procreate thoughtlessly
Procreate heartlessly
Heartlessly sickening
Heartlessly hideous
Hideous...

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Steadily swimming
She flashes a grin
Doc in a boat
Take's a note
she won't surrender.  
She wants to win
finds strength within.

Worriedly Waiting, 
friend wishes she'd ask herself "why"
and paces the French side.  
Hastily helping, 
she rises a moment 
to wave, before waves re-hide 
He feels pride...

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East Devon Beacon
by Michael R. Burch
 
Evening darkens upon the moors,
Forgiveness?a hairless thing
skirting the headlamps, fugitive.
 
Why have we come,
traversing the long miles
and extremities of solitude,
worriedly crisscrossing the wrong maps
with directions
obtained from passing strangers?
 
Why do we sit,
frantically retracing
love’s long-forgotten signal points
with cramping, ink-stained fingers?
...

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Joulupukki awoke early the next morning and hurriedly dressed.  His intention was to catch DynDoeth before the crowds started gathering in the eating hall.  He had but one question for him that he thought would answer all of the others and he could...

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Have I gone mad? My kith and kin, and friends worriedly ask
I'm unable to eat or sleep; I am stressed. I am lost. 
Defining the meaning of my gestures - is a hard task.
Amidst hullabaloos of my fickle fortune, I'm tossed.

I want to see her;...

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BUTTERFLIES DANCE
Need my first thing in the morning cuppa tea 
bladder’s screaming ‘how long can I hold this pee?
but I am waiting for a darned online delivery

App says 8 more stops, so I know he’s getting near
then hopefully these butterflies will disappear
Footsteps creak along the...

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