Gnarly Poems - Poems about Gnarly

Gnarly Marly smelled like barley Stinking up her old man’s Harley He was a tough guy who did not mind Secretly a marshmallow, always immensely kind They rode their hog in all kinds of weather Marly perched on the back like a cardinal feather Her man Chuckie was a rare and odd find With a Harley that was always waxed and shined...

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Gnarly is cozy in his winter best today His clothes were a gift from Mrs. Claus, a uniform like Santa’s complete with red hat His is knitted, even warmer than Santa’s maybe He gets out his favorite Christmas book Begins to read, loving the cozy plaid pillows. Where did they come from? Who did he need to thank? He fell asleep in his...

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*** Life’s Growing Joy Poem Within a Poem *** My 70’s may be the decade For reaching my pathway’s Ends and Epiphanies: a service of ‘Lessons and Pains’ — To help my growing…. For example, Truths that I heard repeatedly, I now believe well enough to take My spirit from Dreams to Actuality — metaphorically then — ...

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gnarly gray goat was so plain, he was embarrassed by it. he collected florals from garden and dressed up with wit. thought he looked terrific, showed off his petals a bit. behind his back other goats called him a simple nitwit....

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gnarly squirrels nest too high for a tall giraffe shelters one baby...

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He was a snarly, gnarly, encumbered tree root. Diving into the earth in the most twisted, gnarly way. His attitude was gnarly too, and he was thickening. Why me? He demanded. What did I ever do? There was only silence until a curious worm stopped by. The worm had all kinds of questions for him. Most he could not answer, but...

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Gnarly exposed tree roots Sheltering the fey Pops of purple violets With dash of yellow Adorning in quiet ways Mischievous forest pixies Prancing in silence Discover this oak is hollow Build an apartment house Using twigs, grass, and mud. Wood elves join them Led by cosmic faeries All bearing gifts for neighbors Rugs, toasters, beds, Ethereal celebration in oak tree heights...

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Silence loaded With some concoction Of apathy Disdain Entitlement An attitude that screams ”It’s all about me I don’t care much about anyone else” That empty glare blatantly defiant That glows in the dark A humongous neon sign Flashing in big red letters “I choose the few I care about And that’s not you I’m going to make your life hell” Dark princess with devil horns And chunks of...

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A gnarly oak resembling the Gorgon Medusa; sends serpentine roots twisting and squirming, into the dank forest floor. Its skeletal limbs seem to claw their way out of a fog bank; bony fingers dripping droplets of morning dew onto the dry leaves scattered beneath its barren branches. As Autumn breezes blow away the foggy fabric draped over mossy boughs; twigs poke through Dawn's sullied shroud; freeing this ancient Goliath from its cocoon of misty white....

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Greeting the day's offerings, we cat souls Were watching for scampering voles and moles. Five vigilant cousins and I, perched up high, watching the sun rise in the eastern sky. From our perch in the gnarly gumdrop tree, We surveyed the meadow, calm as we could be. The grays and tans of a gentle morn, Brought forth tasty mice, who were...

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O tree of liberty, how much innocent blood requires thee to d free? s ...

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the gnarly oak is there a message in its new leaves...

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As vines and entwine so do families, families born to climb… Through the years and centuries they continue to grow, larger and larger as they climb… The older they get the more tangled and gnarly the vines and families get… At last a family tree has been born for the future to take notice and grow… By Sandra Lea...

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