Mouthfuls Poems - Poems about Mouthfuls

...I watched every twig, every stick, carefully placed - I watched Every branch left its mark, playing its part like a symphony— melodies whispering notes of peace, while harmonies voice the dis......

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...I like your tall shadows and model village I could talk mouthfuls for hours Seeing your visage behind the blue mountain ridge was meant to be by some ancient turnpike i drink your muse firing......

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...My mouth coated with Coco bombs Washed with vanilla cream Taste buds scream, as if they are exploding Flavor that melts on my tongue And I haven't even added the sepia syrup It turns my favori......

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...million birds fly in to high cliffs of yorkshire dale puffins fish mouthfuls placed 5th in the contest......

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...Acid reflux ~ very early morning March 3rd, 2024 Ah... nothing more enjoyable than acidic gastric fluid (bile) flowing backward into esophagus, resulting in heartburn, meanwhile disrupting ple......

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... They would ripen all at once under a hot sun and hang in a sugary glut only for a day or two before starting to spoil. I had to be quick and when the time came, I hurried home from school......

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...A mild spell in winter. Groundhogs have escaped from their slow dreams. The hedgerow confirms, their wide-hipped shuffling as they grub for vittles. Evening brings one whistle pig to February l......

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...An anticlimactic sexual event... with Barb Black née Beebee to help set the ghost of little Willy Brandt free (a non German, but germane fellow courtesy Craigslist classified personals of m......

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... Queen awoke from her moonlight dreams Urdarwell her source of wisdom in tiny mouthfuls Every noble drop has a meaning for her fu......

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...Spouse cannot forget mine suppressed flatulence upon our first date While yours truly sat here at the desk housing MacBook Pro, pondering his next idée fixe apropos for gamut of anonymous read......

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...The chirr of parched insect wings – bible dust preaching from long abandoned boots. Baked into the sky homesteads linger on the burnt stumps of exhausted summers. Dander creaks on dry porch......

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...The morning has no narrative to be deciphered. The grey sky is simply grey and the sounds reaching the ear carry no meaning, just the noise of machines and motor cars. Even nature gives no el......

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...Acid reflux ~ early morning August 9th, 2022 Ah... nothing more enjoyable than acidic gastric fluid (bile) flowing backward into esophagus, resulting in heartburn, meanwhile disrupting pleasan......

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...After a long drought, it started to rain. Breaking the spell on the parched plain Rainfall fell steadily at the begin. Quenching the land and everything within. Many hours later of continuous r......

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...Another pair of cowboy boots beneath my bed banishing dreams of a permanent man right out of my head They call me a buckle-bunny but that sets too low the bar for at the end of the night I ......

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