Quotes about pegs, page 2
Thing
What is the
Little thing
That ding-dongs
Between your legs?
Has an
Intoxication
Of its own!
Doesn't depend
On whisky pegs.
It maximizes
At my teasing
For emanation
It begs ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Looking At Your Eyes
Looking at your eyes
is to drink wine...
in your every word
my heart does shine.
Your lashes tell,
how deep you think..
In my soft tale,
they slightly blink.
I drank many pegs
from your fathomless eye.
For this pair my dear,
thousand times I die!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Rocking Horse
Grandpa made your rocking horse
with loving hands and sweat.
You were such a little man
and thought it was your pet
With just a little help
you'd climb upon it's back.
You couldn't even reach the pegs
but still you had the knack.
Crickety crick, crickety crick
you'd rock the horse with glee
It never really mattered
that it wasn't pedigree
poem by JoJo Bean
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The Man Who Still Walks With No Legs.
Without asking how can one ever beg.
Been knocked down a couple pegs.
Look at the man who still walks with no legs.
He no longer sprints, but eh who needs to be always be in a hurry any ways.
That's when most of my mistakes have been made.
Some do well under pressure I don't.
So I don't desire or ask under legitimate or non legitimate to affect my persona.
For I don't have the time to constantly write and as such I don't want people constantly expecting what I can only at certain times deliver.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Dance Of Life (4)
square pegs
trying to take the steps of the
circle
holes everywhere
lapses
dark spots
explosions
and weeping on one side
at the other side of this world
is the big party
people laughing and dancing
and children
chasing each other
that storm and time
and still ponds and sitting lotuses
a baby on the crib
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Art
Ordinary items, extraordinary art,
Wooden pegs in a bowl I see, but what,
is that blue, red and yellow part?
A bar of soap, it does look somewhat.......
My hubby guessed a blue towel,
Or a shirt that is red,
Perhaps it was a dish towel,
Or something made of thread
I guess I have to wait once he has read
My query in this poem before he goes to bed.
What you see is what you get,
This is exactly what he said.
'Tell your Hubby, he and I see the same way.
That is exactly what it pretends to be! '
Now I see......
poem by Philo Yan
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Peace
With Nature, one, are all things here: -
sky, sea and land in silence stand.
Such timelessness! The seconds near, -
float fanlike, linked by mental band,
and in the distance disappear...
Appear again as meanings clear
feel fuzzy, where 'to understand'
seeks fresh dimensions where frontier
no sense retains as views expand,
mirage impressions engineer.
Near, far, as one combine, adhere
to no fixed pattern finite, grand,
implicitly odd atmosphere
settles, upsets intentions planned,
may ease square pegs through circle, sphere.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Skirt
Hallo Germaine that's a fine skirt you have
A fine skirt for a queen A cruel queen
Let's feel the silk of it Silk from Japan
And trimmed with wide lace made on no machine
Your skirt's a silken bell whose double clapper
Your legs have struck the passing of my fancies
O Germaine now I ring it my breast heaving
My hands press down upon your willing haunches
Your bedroom O my bell is a fine belfry
My hands touch silk and seem to tear my ears
Those pegs are gallows on which skirts are hanging
Those hanging men are dazzling my eyes
Motionless as an owl the oil lamp watches
poem by Guillaume Apollinaire
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Women
Women Or they
should be should be
pedestals little horses
moving those wooden
pedestals sweet
moving oldfashioned
to the painted
motions rocking
of men horses
the gladdest things in the toyroom
The feelingly
pegs and then
of their unfeelingly
ears To be
so familiar joyfully
and dear ridden
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poem by May Swenson
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Two Or Three
Two or three Posies
With two or three simples--
Two or three Noses
With two or three pimples--
Two or three wise men
And two or three ninny's--
Two or three guineas--
Two or three raps
At two or three doors--
Two or three naps
Of two or three hours--
Two or three Cats
And two or three mice--
Two or three sprats
At a very great price--
Two or three sandies
And two or three tabbies--
Two or three dandies
And two Mrs.------
Two or three Smiles
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poem by John Keats
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