Tottered Poems - Poems about Tottered

...a gopher sat on my toe today sassy and saucy, his name was Ray What fun do you have? The scamp asked me I rocked my toe, so he could see Do that again, he goaded me I teeter-tottered him to my......

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...Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness ......

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...What else but weight endless for devil’s due? And I’d need a few more tests to be sure, Grimace or grin, but I ought to endure, What greater devil was seemed like dawn’s dew: Was it ailment o......

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...Mine courtship and marriage with deadly obsession... As September daze will soon arrive recollections from a psychologically checkered past loom large recalling tragic storied days of mein......

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...amid the bleats of lambs and the moo of cows in a far away manger a baby, swaddled in rags was born though despicable in some eyes, He was the clone of Clones the one, thoug......

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...He, a seeker after Truth, set out on an audacious journey to see his old master with a handful of blooms he paused before the open door. from deep meditation the squatted figu......

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... Before them lay the bridge. It was a beautiful arch spanning a small estuary that was bordered on one side by the rock and bolder strewn beach dotted here in there with mostly dying trees that......

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...Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness crept across m......

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...As I went strolling through the park So blissful, so serene, I was awestruck, stopped in my tracks By the most enchanting scene! Beneath the draping curtain Of a Willow Tree's green Lay a gra......

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...round as the world — round and round we go... a merry go ‘round, of multicultural colors, like chromatic ponies on a carousel. a slide puzzled a brow — “not possible,” says the b......

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...Vicar Tynan sat amongst his roses in a Friday morning sun, that shone in beams through willow branch and leaves, where it’s time to think of Sunday and what sermon must be done, when he heard squa......

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...Athwart swayed a raven 'cross land, yon cliffs 'n' moist mountains anon 't danced 'til a callous Centuar caught her 'n' made mess ''f graces nature barters. Ergo did sh' rhino's allure snatch, ......

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...*Reserata Carcerem LXI* Yore lived a sage b' bounty brook pining; dainty daffodils, his keen kins. Oft would tumbling tide whisper 'ts tune 'n' sewn sage bewitched, ajar would croon. ñ longe......

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...Mine courtship with deadly obsession(s) still indelibly scored within windmills of my mind this July 22nd, 2020. Imagine yours truly post pubescence (no matter ye never met me) all that life......

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...*Reserata Carcerem XLIV* Yore, chewed churning curse sewn sage - ñ an urchin did he spit rasp rage; ñ bounty bicycle had h' ridden. Alas! Moist murk his tarred tog cl'ven. Anon, tottered by ......

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