Flounce Poems - Poems about Flounce

...My whirligigs are spinning; The trees are all a’sway. The dafs, with blooms beginning, Bow their heads in mock dismay. The windsock strips are dancing; The bushes are a’bounce, The dogs on le......

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...A squirrel got into the homestead, it picked a lock with a dry thorn. The smell of dank fur clung. We carried small talk above our heads. Nothing put away but still dangles. Denim droops, snag......

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...You flounce as if you were an ostrich fan all fluffed up on the page waving at posterity. I nibble at your chicken livers, occasionally swing from your bell-ringing images that dare to delight......

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...All around me, the ugliness and rays. Those scrimshaw eyes, I’m dizzy with the haze. My pulsepoint jumped, too cozy with our friend. My arms and legs, in seesaw wave, betrays. My husband gr......

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...Unseaworthy I creak like an old ferry coming in to meet the wharf mindful of less agile passengers but like a wayward skiff my thoughts soon override the pier bounce against its rails, vee......

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... There once was fat lady who liked to strut, she liked to flirt, flounce and show off her butt; to sashay in a square dance, that was more stagger and prance . . . fell on her back......

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...The wedding cake beaver with a cha cha cha Down New Orleans way, danced the Mardi Gras. We said “don’t tell us he’s coming this way, Ma.” She nodded and said “Better tell your pa.” When the wed......

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...Bejeweled, in and out of the Gothic architecture, Conceived by Abbot Suger, through a constant conjecture; With perfect glasswork etched out of the then-time silica, Found its place In Saint-Deni......

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...How do you feel when you look to the skies..? the cumulus inspired your innocent imagination with playful marshmallow fantasies — the sun peeked from behind peony-puffs of airy white to admir......

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...CONSUMMATING THE WORD In the beginning was The Word Consummating it is becoming Wordless I fly them through windows onto tarred roads where tyres tread them into Earth’s crystal blue gem ......

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...Bitty birds scuffle and flounce under the roofed-in. Barn dusted, rafters crust and whiffle. Snuffle go the whiskered, the mousy muzzle's all along the bent beam wood. A pepper powdering in th......

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...The flop and flurry of wide, woozy wings clatters over dawn hedgerows. Claws scrabble, feathers flounce. An ounce of twitters rebounds into raucous sound. Here a rowdy cackle, here a coddled ......

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...I love being bouncy, being green, being fun! I jump and I hop, and I dance all around. Being chased by children from two to a hundred and one. I am the happiest tennis ball, easily found. I hav......

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...Romanian maiden with an angel’s face A gorgeous body, and a walk of grace Swirling hair with a bit of a bounce A mystical magician with an adorable flounce Surreal ideas swirl within her mercur......

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...Can pine cones actually predict how harsh winter will be? If a harsh winter is on the way, pine trees create more pine cones.Thinking if squirrels & birds share their opinion on the coming s......

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