Nearly Poems - Poems about Nearly

Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust Warning: The following material no worse than getting cooties. I remember them way back in grade school, whereat everyone ran away from me with worse luck than Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry, when the girls came out...

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Mary Lou Sims was young and enterprising, like stars routing dark; Or mauve dawn on the verge of discovery, awaiting time's remarks. Mary Lou's best friend was Cora Mann, ever since sweet childhood; When they'd sat in zesty school together, in the town of 'Wildwood.' They dreamed of opening an antique shop, like an old rose garden; Awash in butterscotch...

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Life is every chance Thinking in advance Travelling highways Every day Driving looking out for the other Expecting a sudden change Moment’s notice A truck passed Suddenly one of the tires blew The tire went straight in the air The truck suddenly went out of control The steering wheel one had to take whole The truck almost cut us off We were almost hit A Guardian Angel was looking...

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Some days I wish I had a reset just below my chin, but when I pushed the button, a message would kick in. Are you sure you want a reset, not once, but three times more. If you push again it all will end and memory lost for sure. But wait, A final voice sounds clear just like an old recorder, the button that...

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When I was young, I couldn't imagine wearing the shoes of the old. I'd wonder what they'd all been through. Watching field and creek turned into mayhem. Hovering above frantic streets. How would it feel watching love and loved ones die? How would it feel to have outlived relationships and memories? To be the very last of your kind. Now I'm in...

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NEARLY PERFECT I know I am not perfect now, but I’m pretty bloody close. if it wasn’t for my wrinkles or my great long pointy nose. My figure’s really hourglass except for cellulite, and in my hair, you’ll find no grey if I have dyed it right. My boobs they sit up perky too, in my brand-new push up bra. and my skin is always glowing...

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The magic of love in those early years So intense, so filled with suspense What would it be like, that very first kiss The feeling was so so intense Just about more than I could bare The anticipation, the longing to know What all the older guys were raving about “Making out” in the back row of the show Eventually my time did...

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[This is the poem that made me think ‘Hmmm… Sixgun Sid?’ Which led to a plethora of (at least one) ‘adventures’] ...

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Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust My humblest apology if the following account doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine found further ostracization of me tantamount being shipped off to a leprosarium. As a chronic gold digger in early grade school, specifically within nasal passages, I excelled at locating awesome gooey gems....

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Dolcezza II So have I loved, my heart is nearly broke, The ordinary world hath lost its scope. The seeded garden briars and weeds do choke, To hold your hand in mine, my only hope. You've sown my heart with beauty and with deeds Of gentleness, of lady-courage rare, And yet, what stalks have sprouted bend like reeds And all my words, like...

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Nearly Man I nearly wrote a song today I was so close to the edge I nearly turned the world away I stood out on a ledge And I dreamed that some day Life would recognise me I’m a dog a wizen stray And lucky to be free I nearly won my first game But second place is okay Only one person I can blame For my...

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Christmas time is near, Laughter and cheer. Best wishes and hugs all around, Snow glistening on the ground. Beautiful Robins we can see, Lots of Holly on the tree. Time for kindness and joy, Peace and love in the air, Thoughtfulness everywhere. Special thoughts for loved...

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I am one of the nearly men Never quite the best Not really of the crowd Not quite one of the rest. You see us in every photograph When the prizes are handed out Making up the numbers yet Never standing out, For we nearly men and dreamers Just stand back and allow The doers and the action men Their triumphal bows. We feed our children...

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now nearly gone summer's phase brighter sun longer days sunset blaze relaxed ways outdoor fun that did amaze seems like yesterday it began- the summer solstice date that long-awaited phase when springtime did abate to more progressive days pale buds and blossoms gone to fuller blooms and trees we wish our summer could hold on September 4, 2022 ~2nd Place~ Contest: Charlie New-Ku Poetry Contest Sponsor: Charles Messina Judged: 10/18/2022...

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As i languish in your lunar lick moonbows hovering in petrol scented skims coping with copious crescent chapters Fooling its full face with greying mists that etch like moving scars and wrinkles Sat in your light, keep me watching while slowly stealing seconds...

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