Best Jabbing Poems

More interesting the way you wrestle
never meaning hurt..
flirting.., with a skillfull mind
and matching tongue.

Twice as agile your swift feet, gleeful toes,
play like little lady fingers,...

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A poem unlived
is a poem merely written -- 

sustenance our words

let the body digest with heartfelt
regurgitation – a poem unlived
is a poem merely written
 
as...

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I remember a day I smiled at her
And she smiled back
That was miles away
down the road
We parted there
And I came back
to find her long gone
No...

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A silk sheet of black covers my head while I am sleeping and seeps into my skin,
Reaching my brain and interrupting dreams that are far...

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Lost Love

Leaning on my PC, I find
Another place – another time.
Where you were everything in my past
And my memories are not lasting
The distance I discern...

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   Preening, posing, mouths always in motion
     jabbing your fingers high in the air
   Shouting and yelling,...

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Whats going on with Russell Brand? Over six million
Followers have penchant, he was once a man i did
Not admire..Yet over two years it has transpired...

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Twelve rounds of excitement
Two rivals smiling in the middle of enchantment

The bell rang...
Both fighters were wild
Two rough hands still mild
The bell rang again -- end...

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On the patio I can see the chameleons
Their necks so red with lust
On the wind the green parrots
Call to one another hoping for a place...

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gluteus maximus left and right half moon cheek
   re: byte size buttock 
attached via usb (uniform firm behind) to this freak
  ...

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Though the midnight summer rains
as we sit together under the geraniums,
hanging low and at full bloom,
we hold hands and talk of old times;
times that were...

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Eight inches of snow saw no hat on his head
an act of derring-do, my father said,
   He ascended the steps
   the...

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The chains of freedom
A fire burning in my hands 
A societal lie made by heavy pockets 
Of extremists like the Nazis 
Jabbing whatever they want...

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Sorrow weeps, small happiness creeps
Remorse afloat, in my silk coat
Emptiness appears, silence leers
Fading shadow, far below
Begging forgiveness, lots of emptiness............
 
Cemented dreams, gone to extremes
Song...

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It was quite an adventure. I never had sailed. 
Appearances looked like the last trip had failed. 
“That rickety old thing? Ya’ sure it will...

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