Fuzz Poems - Poems about Fuzz

I was only four, running out the kitchen door. There she was - a ball of pep - first sight love, and yep, her fur like fuzz. In circles she would run, for us brothers, fun - four legs of joy. We played tug of war, and whatever more is needed for a boy? She was my best friend until it had to end in ten years time. She...

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I can feel your breath, dance on peach fuzz, honeysuckle smoke, whispers in my lung, every follicle tuned, we are two of one, quietly a buzz, bucolic beds state, unassuming, the hours. Delicate....

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Little drummer boy with a rum-tum-dumb Beat out a melody in ghetto slum Fuzz drove slowly by Saw Santa in sky Consumed donuts as he fell on his bum Written 11-29-2022 Contest: a Funny Christmas or December Holiday Limerick Sponsor: Tania Kitchen...

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My purse is sheer seventies, with sassy swinging fringe. Cut from flowered leather straps – pink and yellow on white leather. I feel seventeen when I wear it. Listen to seventies music – Beach Boys, Beatles, Mama Cass. I am sassy too, driving over ninety miles an hour now. Putting the pedal to the metal. Getting my groove on. Uh-oh. Watch...

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It's nine days past the first day of fall Don't remind me, winter will cause snowballs Tossed at “The Fuzz” Eating donuts with love That's why they're so fat, no, I wasn't under the influence of alcohol...

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You are my most favorite and The greatest friend I’ve ever had. You have never failed at making Me smile, your cute and silly ways Always tricking me when you play Hide and seek and just before I’d freak Thinking you’d run away from home Leaving me all alone, you’d Pop your head out from your Bed enough for me to see Your fuzzy head,...

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I recall when my son went to grow his first mustache. After the manly thrill, of shaving once a week had passed. He'd spend an hour in the bath, gelling hair so straight up it would stick. Then he'd come down to breakfast, strutting his upper lip. I tried not to laugh, while biting the inside of my cheek. It...

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Brain of mushy pink, Worm curled in my skull, Morph and stand up Under the full moon glow! Don a velvet cloak Of blood and nerve; Whisper in my ear Electric secrets To splatter on the page, Until tranquility returns, When I must mourn once more The loss of you, My muse. (~20 seconds) Write now! contest...

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Tons of peaches Growing on every tree You'd think I'd wash off the fuzz Nope, not me One after the other Juice dripping down my chin I feel my lips beginning to burn The swelling begins Who needs lips stick When you have lips this luscious and red Their bigger than Julia Roberts I'll need a tractor to lift them into bed....

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