Long Twirly Poems

Sneaking into the museum to avoid the sudden rain
Raisin said, “I don’t want to get soaked right through again,
It was bad enough when that truck through that puddle dashed
And you and me - but mainly...

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You know that fun song “Grandma got run over by a reindeer?”
I was doing some paranormal research tonight, when it hit me.
Of course they believe; they lived it!
If you live it, it’s pretty impossible to...

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Consonant Like A Vow (el)

Now ma nada twirly (to early) twittering 
condolences to the esprit de corps, qua 
(just recently) late John McCain, and his 
surviving family suddenly damning original 
way word odd did see,...

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A lad is stopped by roving cops, who shoot in disregard.

His face is black, he’s on his back, a breeze is breathing hard,

he bleeds and dies, his mama cries, the screaming sky is scarred,

the sheriff...

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( Please share with me the photo story of my visit in April 2011
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We do take stocks of a natural treasure
And the man made jewels every...

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Hmm...What Discursive Poetic Theme Shall I Write About...

Today (a rather brisk, chilly,
and otherwise sat
tiss factory twirly delightful
December 18th, 2018) matte
her of fact quite
refreshing noontime, while this fat

tend plot of Earthen surveyed terrain
situated over scat
herd modest...

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Hyah was a twirly girl, a whirly girl, a girl who liked daisies, and moonbeams, and pixies, so true.
Her hair was a gorgeous chestnut color, with touches of gold which enhanced her beauty and swiftly...

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?? What about the darkness?
 Incapacitated Captain captive
        In the light why must we gather together 
And hide in the open
       ...

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Dance tonightl at the all girls Catholic high school.
Come on join us tonight, we are all looking cool,

New leather saddle shoes, bright, white ankle socks.
Hair high in a pony tails with satin ribbons, we were...

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She was a girly faerie with twirly ways,
afraid of people, hiding in mushroom pods 
or diving into hollow trees when she hears them
She has no idea when the fear originated
When she was a faerie-ette probably,...

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Once a little goat with a small horn,
Wanted to become a unicorn,
She wished and she wished every night
And prayed and prayed, it might
Come true, I want to wish on a star,
So the next night they...

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Sheba had that twirly whirly jumpy bumpy personality
That told you she was either a Gemini or on drugs
I am a Gemini, and on drugs, so I recognized her right away

Others steered clear of her, using...

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If  you get up early enough before the sun the stars disappear before the sky 
clouds over
It’s that magic promise time of day when the bakers and milkmen are beginning 
their  routines
Soon the...

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Patent leather shoes dance my song
They hop and skip, and slide against the sidewalk
I do not care about the cracks or breaking backs.
I am Ginger Rogers, tap tap tap
Fred Astaire is astounded at my dancing...

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They’ve dubbed me Twirly since I spin all night,
Oh the joy it brings at a square dance, this dancing delight!
 
Doesn’t it make you dizzy they often inquire?
With a look that says my constant motion...

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Twirly Things
                        by Odin Roark

Loneliness,
The ever-aware sadness never knowing,
Did stumble about untouched
Awaiting...

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I'm really needing you, for the rest of my life, now.
Where have you been?
Who would have known it?
You were there for me all along.
The pride and joy of my heart's arisen!
So deep within side you...

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Stripes as a kitten was all over the face –prancing, dancing, in my face.
We loved to watch him jump, hop, and dance all over the place.
He loved to spot a sneaky fast mouse, and give...

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Trixie is my muse, and she is sassy and opinionated.
Her ideas trump mine each time.
I am amazed and amused as she takes over each poem.
She takes no prisoners, and laughs at my consternation.

Assertive? No. Aggressive...

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The beam and delicious chomp of cherry.
The contemplation of a banana split dream.

My lovely, so pretty, adorning a manhattan.
The fruit does fatten the red of one’s cheeks.

Oh! Oh! …and those full maraschino jars.
Oh my stars...

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Once at the end of those days which made me a teen
My heart fluttered and danced with twirly beats, so keen!

In love I was and thought of the world as a flower
Blooming and blossoming in...

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What’s in a signature? 
Why is it all the same? 
And what’s behind the way my fingers autograph my name?

There’s the twirly Y, the big round R,
And the funny looking G. 
Oh, why do I...

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