Fluff Poems - Poems about Fluff

Where to start? Asleep is the hope of mine In the shadows of my dreams The crimson curtains have collapsed And are cemented to the floor Entombed behind the stage Petrified Where to start? Ardently athirst For my music to become a reality Are there any more enduring rays To blaze this shroud and open the pathway For this song to...

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Bum Fluff I suffer acute bum fluff shortages. ...

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Oh, how I love a summer day when I can go outside and play with Puff, my dog, and Fluff, my cat- who wait on the house steps or mat. The flowers first, I have to tend; must water them- their thirst to end so they stay pretty- healthy too. This is the first thing I must do. And after that, when I...

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Fluffy is how I view myself, No sitting around for me on a closet shelf! Teasing me will get you nowhere, I'm very proud of what I wear! Throwing barbed comments, ...

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Some kids have dogs or cats. I have a squirrel, Fluff-fluff. Yesterday he took me to Old Man Flatt’s. What am I looking at? I asked, as I gazed at stuff. There were soybeans of course. Far off was Farmer Flatt’s oldest horse. Something was curving itself in the grass. It is only a garter snake I said, as it passed. My squirrel...

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Drink in life from a sippy cup, take it all in but stop at enough. Quench the mind's thirst but don't over stuff. Distinguish from what's needed from what's just fluff....

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"Got your fluff again" (for purpose of this poem pronounce last word uh gain). The missus uttered aforementioned phrase as she pulled a clump of my hair from out the clogged shower drain for no rhyme nor reason lemme explain how so many globs of these strands linkedin to scalp courtesy hair follicle, which hair follicle essentially a tube-like structure (pore) that surrounds the root and strand of...

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Reflected light is shimmering here, finding me floundering in my fluff, gazing at this shattered glass as I dance, dance away, away. I cut my bare toes - sixty steps to the minute, those sixty seconds, sixty seconds: click-click, tick-tock, bop-bop. Your shine dims like a dull, dull dime in my battered brain, seeing the blood on my toes, as they dance, prance on the...

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YOU'RE A POET AND DON'T KNOW IT When it comes to writing a poem The field is exceedingly wide Write all you can And your skill will expand You may begin to see a new side Don't let the bad weather faze you Its color is what you abide Form words in your mind And you quickly will find New thoughts will give you a...

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Elastic bands bound as a ball holding fluff and other stuff - oh, what a ball-like beast to bounce about. It holds: magic, religion, sorcery and even thoughts of Harry Potter - oh lovely stuff we play with, hold as belief, believe when we hold such stuff. Yes, wish to believe in belief, play with belief until we can jettison it and toy with belief again, perhaps tomorrow with a glass of wine and...

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Where did it come from? We stare at it. Is it part of the dog's tail? Or another thing he has dragged home from the neighbors? Is it part of the memory foam mattress he has already chewed? We stare at Buddy; he is giving us a practiced angelic pose. We do not discover what it was until three days later All...

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whimsy and fantasy are for a fluffer I am a concrete wall, none of that for me. No weird nicknames like little duffer. I’m hard and rough and coarse as I can be. Don’t try to soften me up or make me smile. I am not happy, merry, excited or gay. Your cagey ways you need to back pedal dial. I’m strict...

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Fur on my cat Wish I had it Imagine that Fuzzy and soft Stuck to my skin Flat and aloft Warm and cozy Happiness mine Snuggling nosy Licking I wash Puking I pout This dream I squash...

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I’m Tweety Bird and ‘I tawt I taw a puddy tat,’ But what I mean, Trump’s nightmares fear a democrat, I’m as yellow as your hair, tweet, Feel sure you dye it fair, tweet, Vulgar antics towards opponents, shows lack of morality Fake tan, untruths, arrogance and more, sadly your totality. Become a mature American leader Mr. President, Your unacceptable rapport with...

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A fluff of life He sensed something on the window ledge it was an insect of the summer past its hue was grey totally exhausted it could not fly anymore. He took it inside. put it under the lamp slowly its colours appeared it moved dreamy wings, a residue of spring. He said I like to call you a rainbow. He left the...

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