Best Wowing Poems

Sensing and yearning allure of daydreams
My musings amble in meadows of themes,
Sometimes wowing ebullience of dawning,
Sometimes luxuriating in moonlit evening
Gazing lambent skies of stellar twinkling,
Inviting me to echo my inner most feelings;

Of whispers romantic when love is courting,
Of giggling streams and blossoming springs,
Of resplendent autumn’s...

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The greens of the forest open my mind
tantalizing me with their well-kept secrets
wowing me with their varieties and textures
refreshing me with a shiny coolness not found
in concrete landscapes or graffiti-decorated 
boxcar yards.  Bringing with her loveliness 
side dishes of baby blue soft sky and...

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Languish in your beauty
Enjoy honest delights
Wowing people is not done
Easily by others.
Lucky thing you are a rose...

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My long neck and blacked-tip tail fascinating
Wowing with agility not imitating
Squirrel, mouse and rats
All of you I track and bats

Funny rabbits  or sad hare
Larger than me I snare
Up and down the tree I chase
Slower than me I praise

I am the smaller predator so brave
Even...

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Wandering ways without whispering words.
Who would wonder why?
Wanting, waiting, wondering within.

Will witty wisps win waging wars?
With wooing wowing Women.
Wandering ways without whispering words....

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Shush Sushobhan, 
she’s pushing her hand to my rock hard in the back of reception 
your girl wowing at my fat long perfection, 
I guess she thinks of you as rejection 
after you spent a fortune forging affection,
less valued than my shlong.

Meanwhile slow and little...

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Oh, Maggie-Jo Sparks, my basset hound
The best of the houndom breed
A friendlier pooch cannot be found
You are a grand ol' gal indeed!

Oh, oh Maggie-Jo you should be crowned
Queen of the Canine Race
With every terrier and spaniel around
Bow wowing your noble grace!



4/22/22
Honorable Mention
The Nursery Rhyme 3...

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Political Poetry

Obama: what bard, what griot, what poet wouldn't want to tell -the miracles of our times in tales.
What courage, what evidence that man can endure; fulfilling the destiny for which he was bore.

Stones were thrown and die were cast, but for which task---the heart...

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This is a humours attempt towards the show, So you think you can dance. I do 
quite like the show and just wrote something that tried to show different angles of 
genres of dance and the difference between, getting in over not getting in. Hope...

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Dancing and singing along with the rest 
With the sun beaming down
It’s Glasto at its very best

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The teatime slot my favourite spot
Iconic performances from idols past
Still going strong as they sing all night long
Never dreaming their fame it would last

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Sir Tom at 80 still wowing...

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Gold Medal Marathoner, Susan Ashley
Never can be accused of acting rashly
Carefully crafts each word, line, and stanza
Wowing us with her prolific free-verse poetry bonanza!

Silver Medal Marathoner, Lin Lane
Time to pop the proverbial ‘Pérignon champagne
Your podium pal called your `brilliant pen a daystar bright’
Your genius poesy,...

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fast as a blitzen comet, 
     this dashing prancer 
     contra dancer 
     (i.e. Rudolph nary hoof) didst zip

with cupid ditty toward his vixen wife, 
     who loosed a...

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Vying buck running, rutting,
Crying wolf crooning, yowling.
Prowling puppy pouncing poking.
Nipping nuzzling nibbling.

Quirky bug buzzing by,
Funny frog wooing, wowing,
Witty owl winking, primping, 
Blitzing cockcrow crowing.

Morning moon wincing winking,
Twinkling-twirling tinting 
Pink puffy fog, coloring
Glibly, gifting until morning –


© January 4, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member...

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Hood loves me so much
and wow me for my midas touch.
Each ink I spare is deeply appreciated
and each triumph I make-greatly celebrated.

What am I? I'm God's wonderful masterpiece
a Shakespearean mind that flows with ease.
Each time my thoughtful mind travels,
I'd have rhymes to unravel;

Eyinju Olodumare, Humble...

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Her glory dance uninhibited
She, the liveliest of the twelves.
Created her own music,
Wowing the rest of us.
All wanting to be
So much like her
Some forgot
To be
Self...

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