Gusto Poems - Poems about Gusto

Happy Tuesday! The six-year-old girl said with a tiny twirl. She had a frothy dress all lacy and her forehead had a curl. Her eyes were green, and her outfit was one of the most prettily seen. It is a happy day, I agreed, catching her gusto, jazziness and sheen. If we could all be this exuberant and excited...

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in a white short life, cleaned the living tragedy Zest was not living...!...

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Yes, our Creator's Love; this always comes and it goes between to good people and or thing, and in and between Him just as each uses this all; to remain faithfully helpful; to this effort of remaining lovesome for Him, and for one another, and for all life; or; possibly not. But oh yes; to...

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Time's admirer hijacks sections Rips strings of delicious from fattest flesh Imbibes fibres provided sublimely Licks fingers with shameless relish Nature's passenger adequately dazzled Rides intention piloted by passivity Waterwheel which in turn feeds many Delivers ceaseless needed energy Rise makes way to fall: a pair inevitable Weaving a trail mountainside as goat Supplied segment of cycle's spectacle Leaving views acceptance of what...

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Live your life with gusto. Sing a song out loud and cheer. Lift your hands and clap for joy. You are now destined To embrace life with vigor, To be endowed with zest. March 29,2020 Gusto Edward Ibeh...

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Distant as a dream, miracles seeking gusto ...

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“ahoy there!, have you some beer” “I’ve been sitting on the deck here” “the engine coughed then hit the dust” “no paddles on board which is a must” Hello me mate I hear you want some beer that seems strange not to say a little ***** putting beer in the engine would upright your toes you would not...

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laugh out loud with gusto live your pure joy put your heart in it but don’t make fun or tease me for I bite...

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she was a mess people were scared of uniqueness she did not care lived by her heart knew herself well people jumped back friends delighted family annoyed followed her rules lived her own dreams happy magnet...

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Beseech the wooden hip and eye To paddle off and caper. Beseech the Maxfold cat and stye Forlorn with hairy Gator. Bring not thy chesticle to bear, Thy open arms to boot. Beseeching here and everywhere To hear old Amos flute. 'You can but not cumcumber me!' He gummed in chitter-chatter, And passing water from his knee Knew something was the matter. Alas! Alak! A Ladybird- A lullaby...

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In Search of Gusto Dr. James E. Martin ©March, 2014 Life in the fast lane Is what some desire. To get all the gusto Before they retire. They give it their all, They each other inspire. To go one beyond Is what they desire. Then one day they’re old And no longer can acquire. It’s off to the sunset To quietly expire!...

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Chameleon, this tongue. Coloring words to convey emotion's spectrum....

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