Toes Poems - Poems about Toes

They say life slips through our fingers, but I think it slips through our toes, for you never know the day you might... wrong a right dye your hair green out of spite or even take the plunge into death's dreaded depths and... Go And when you do, you might think of all the things you didn't do - all the places you never walked, but more...

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Small town hick watched a romantic flick Ate his salty popcorn really quick Floor of the theater was sticky thick Stepped on the toe of an old friend named Rick Angry Rick told his big brother Dick Dick recruited their second cousin Vic Vic said fighting is mean and sick Ignoring the slight is the real trick...

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Count your fingers and toes! It's five that drives betides! For our minds can't juggle More than five at once. Can't grip, grasp sense - six. How we sense and perceive, Also comes in five flavors. Touch, sight, smell, taste, hearing, Which constrains, contorts our thoughts, Into believing we know what's Right, true, all so insightful! But, why or why five? Has ego, fear, doubt, desire Succumbed to...

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A flaming contrivance of heat, The dumpster was quick on its feet. It danced on its toes, Though why, no one knows, A partner it never did meet....

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Next time around I want fifteen fingers and twenty toes What I would do with them, only is known by me and my nose. I would have two nostrils and six eyes of royal sky blue. Some could call me a monster; it would be long overdue. My body would be corpulent, Rubenesque, Hilda-cartoon like. My hips too large to...

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My toes are often sheepheaded at best Their minds invisible, often at rest But when I dropped an I-pad on them They came awake with angry vigor and vim I had no idea that a toe could hurt so It swelled up like July corn that continued to grow I was yelling in pain, oh, me, oh, my, oh!” Hoping to alert...

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Dancing toes paint a liquiscent waltz Fluttered limbs impossible grace Floating form the unreal flight Shelves of air on feathers Ballerina's death Preposterous Bewildered Starving Art...

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Throw all my socks away. Going barefoot, Across the floors today. Momma said," Where are your socks?" Shrugging my shoulders, Throwing up my hands. They must have gone to sock land. Momma frowned, Looked around. ...

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sand between the toes rising up catching the wave fish fleeing past feet ...

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Ocean the blue cat likes to suck on random toes taste the salty sweat ...

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My toes are petals, pale and small, Whispering secrets to the night; They dance upon the marble floor, Tracing dreams in silver light. Each step I take, they softly press Against the earth, so cool and wide, They know the songs of summer’s end And winter’s kiss, where we would hide. They curl within the velvet sheets, A gentle prayer in twilight's keep, They know...

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Beauty shoes for beauty toes. When it will stop, no one but knows. I felt like a princess when I saw these heels. Each toe was crying at the horribleness each feels. I had shoved them down into this gorgeous shoe so hard. Some of them were singing sad songs, like a whipped bard. Beauty shoes for beauty toes, but certainly...

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Wiggle those toes, baby girl, wiggle those toes. It is fun to finally get off those scratchy pantyhose. She laughs with delight, as the spigot drips like a nose. Tiny drops of water landing with splashes on her happy toes....

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Dip your toes in my soul Amber halos inherited bold Nod your head tap your toes Chocolate dance red romance Ebony gold...

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Let us waltz in the moonlight where the scatter bugs bleep there we shall twinkle and occasionally leap. For are we not nice. cheesy as Gruyère, vim full of chuckles and devil-may-care, and if you being dinky do never not mind we are thin in the front and fat behind. Elastic, and orgiastic we will blitz out on cherries lips so juicy and red. footing drunkenly sideways, and so, to bed. ...

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