Short Torqued Poems

She smiled
An ambient temperature smile
At best
A torqued acknowledgement.

The paper shrieked
Eraser burn and frustration
Testing the limits
Of its tortured muse.

Again
Words kissed the atmosphere
Glided on meter
Danced in a rhythmic dream.

Again
She smiled
A tear, a whispered
“I love you”

Embracing her gift
I wondered:
“Would you love me If I wasn’t a poet?”...

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The south wind came and it blew so strong
it sent my backboard where it didn't belong

Busted and crooked it warped so much
from the Gods of winds performing their thrust

Now my basketball has no fair of play
it's gone all torqued up throughout the day

But the rim is still in level condition
my ball maneuvers will have a pure rendition

Next time I will remember to anchor things down
or I will likely have a much bigger frown...

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Sinew torqued and bowed as he pressed the weight
Of drudge claimed goods to be stacked and stowed.
The lady claimed that his omnipresent proclivities
Would neither build strength of character nor stature.
Laugh, she did, as she  knew the wolverine has left the den,
To  build his muscle with more willing obstructions.
The starving dog follows the master who feeds him:
And she, the mistress, always leaves flesh on the bone...

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The mystery of the Can-can
Shot to h*** a theory of insanity
Torqued a line of serious gals
To move in synchronicity

Second chance, the motion spreads
A wonder still admired
A daring scene down under
Luscious scissors strange desire

Moving forms with feathery adorn
Do fascinate an inner dialog
Flying wonder by everyone withheld

Behold - The row of broken dreams
Arm in arm it seems composed
To swiftly wave goodbye to all...

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