Summersault Poems - Poems about Summersault

...I didn’t know if I was going to make it through the night, my feet were as cold as ice, my heart was where it was supposed to be, but I had this strange premonition that I would wake up in the middle......Read the rest...

...They walk along the corridors with heavy boots and tension burning in their shoes, their rifle is fixed across their chest in a special position and their bodies laden with weapon up to their neck. T......Read the rest...

...You have fifteen days to get it right, you have fifteen days to fight with all your might, the toilet is not flushed, my hair is not bushed, and there is no bread and butter in the kitchen. The c......Read the rest...

...The kitty is on the throne! The kitty is on the throne! Rye Roe the Rarely Roll! The kitty is on the throne! I know he is having trouble saying his P’s, so I ask him. The phone or the throne? He i......Read the rest...

...Floating on sea of sunflowers, Trembling in the summersault breeze. Each sun of seeds uplifts my smile. Each blooming orb, sets me at ease. Trembling in the summersault breeze, Vai......Read the rest...

...I need no dog, the arrogant, annoying flea biter said. He promptly did a summersault on his sweet head. Well don’t look at me, said the old man flea Lee. I am biting flesh right now, but no dog I ......Read the rest...

...I saw him standing on the limb and I wondered about his sanity. The last time I had seen Green Bat Clock Man was on my vanity. I’ll jump! He yelled to the crowd of robins gathered around to stare. ......Read the rest...

...Scuttlebutt ran in and bit me. Harder than a mosquito bites. I yelled ouch! Scuttlebutt did a summersault into my reptilian brain. She is easy to antagonize. Scuttlebutt chuckled So I pull......Read the rest...

...There are a bunch of silly billies They do cartwheels on my fingernails I am astounded; wondering how they know I am not persnickety or in a bad mood. Come on! I say to the silly billies As t......Read the rest...

...Where did you see her? The North Wind asked the south. The south wind was not forthcoming, for she trusted him not. Seriously, I have never seen the leaf elf, the North Wind said. He was not abou......Read the rest...

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...STOLEN ILLUMINATION OF THE STAR This journey has not been a fanciful adventure, we're all settlers in these dynasty of neo-colonialism united only by what divides us. Victims, yes victims o......Read the rest...

...If I was part machine, a steampunk woman, or a steampunk dog, or a steampunk cat, I would choose to have a machine heart, so I could be less soft. So my feelings would not get hurt so easily, so I......Read the rest...

...Bearing seed in a world with half embrace proves quite difficult happiness gives way for ruthlessness in a risky summersault seen to the womb as dirt with danger is this flirt the helpless victim......Read the rest...

...November 10, 2015 If I were rich what would I have done? I am thinking of places near and far Perhaps a lavish mansion Hidden in the heart of a mysterious land Its walls build of Far East marb......Read the rest...