Tiptoed Poems - Poems about Tiptoed

...A tiny run, then plunging up and away from tiptoed feet that pushed and then released from earth's constraint. How gently I essay, and effortlessly - wonder is achieved! In springing from the g......

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...I'm in reflection again a rear window spy in the solitude of speechless silence at this hour, we are a poem, a cloud, no, prints in the sand, where we went when us was awakening like t......

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...My whole life I knew a man who hates everything. Who had a distaste about anything, Even the do-nothings and do-somethings said to anyone, Because he hates everyone, So this tale of hate has a......

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... “Such simple things in life can make it full and rife.” _by Poet The rusty gate was somehow left ajar; behind, there lay a......

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...Sierra had a tiger in the kitchen A raccoon lived in her sink Her arms were always itching Mite-infested, a heavy bumpy pink She was allergic to her pets and pests But they still slept in thei......

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...Picked up his coat— And umbrella Not forgetting his hat (Oh! How much he loves it) Dad tiptoed out of the room Looking back; Every single step. What’s he trying to see? Maybe Louise— Or ......

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...I tiptoed near the gulag This eve of new year. The gulag Gagged like a grave yard. I stooped And waited. Midnight Ungagged the gulag. I grinned At the gust of "hapi nu ya!"......

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...Often in life, it's felt like on a tightrope I've been walking between what is reality and what is merely an act. The names of people in my story, I've chosen to redact, those I've cheered on with......

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...Their toys are all strewn across every room Each soon to be broken or lost. Their books are forlorn, all tattered and torn In the corner where they have been tossed. Mommy is hoarse from the scre......

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... Each fragile dandelion Orb of feathered, tiptoed seeds Invite Curiosity's breath to loft your prosperous needs Anchor away La Pinta, La Niña, cast off Santa Maria Heave hoe your Astrolabe Star......

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...As a child at night, tucked up into bed counting sheep would never work for me counting only up to three then drifting from my head An imagination Big enough self-sabotaging dread ......

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...As the sun peeps over the beguiling hill, I held my breath and kept still, I thought I heard a knocking and whisper but I could not tell from where it was coming from, I tiptoed towards the window an......

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...I had a great time. I thought as I tiptoed across the floor, afraid to crack the eggshells. Feeling the warmth of the morning sun hitting my face through the curtain. Hearing the soft sighs ......

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... Tom was such a naughty kitty cat, when he saw spike asleep on the mat, came up with a plan, ever so sly, he thought he'd sneak in and eat his pie, Tom began to plot his little scheme,......

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... I woke up to a gentle tapping on our window pane…. I thought it was a bird…turns out it was the rain. Deborah ,unaffected by the soft tap, tap, tapping on our window pane and still in the mids......

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