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Pink Flamingos

on her lawn four pink plastic flamingos peak above a March snowbank twisted forms caught in forlorn evasion beak-body contortions like wrestlers resilient in pretzel formation unmanageable remnants of warmer days denied the dignity of upright plastic muck ups, a nostalgic weep of summer wishing a solar Florida footing their caught spirit of iced- playfulness a pink flamboyance teasing an icy surface four plastic birds, frozen status kitsch defensive misplaced images like on-line love wing swept longing to flee this barren snowbank nudging a tardy spring's erosion with its courtship fringes Poem posted April 13, 2023

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Date: 6/2/2023 6:54:00 PM
It's sounds silly, but I love poems I can see on the first read. I always thought that plastic pelicans were so awful and cheap, but now they have a special place in my heart. They know shame, plastic or not. "Denied the dignity of upright" " Wishing a solar Florida footing" Do you think they may feel the pain of the plastic yard deer? Congrads' on your win Brian I liked your interesting and fun perspective.
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 6/2/2023 9:35:00 PM
My appreciation for your perspective on my "Pink Flamingos" that withstood our Canadian winter in a twisted longing for sunnier climes. I do try to take my reader to the visual scene that seizes my pen. Thank you, Marikate, for the thoughtful comment. Be well. Brian .
Date: 4/25/2023 8:31:00 PM
"four plastic birds, frozen status kitsch defensive misplaced images like on-line love" I love these lines! They say everything. This is another fantastic write!
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/26/2023 5:42:00 AM
Greetings Thomas, Thanks very much for your message of support. Fading pink flamingos snow-caught presented an mage to prime. I hope that you are well. Cheers, Brian
Date: 4/21/2023 10:25:00 AM
Congratulations on your win Brain! One vivid image and metaphor flows from another each more delightful than the preceding one until all create your marvelous poem! So happy to see this on the winners! All the best!
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/21/2023 11:00:00 AM
Many thanks for your appreciative note, Sam. Mother nature plus plastic lawn birds certainly inspire. Cheers, Brian
Date: 4/21/2023 8:04:00 AM
Great word play in this one, congratulations on your win
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/21/2023 8:46:00 AM
My appreciation for your stop by and appraisal, Dilly Daily. All the best, Brian
Date: 4/21/2023 7:54:00 AM
Congratulations, Brian, on your win. What a selection of images - a real feast for the imagination.
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/21/2023 8:43:00 AM
My appreciation, Gazette, for your thoughtful message. My neighbor has her lawn ornaments endure all sorts of inclement weather. Best wishes, Brian
Date: 4/21/2023 7:47:00 AM
superb word pairings and use of language in this poem - "nostalgic weep of summer", "wing swept longing" - and very good closing lines - congrats on your win in my contest!
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/21/2023 8:41:00 AM
Greetings Charlotte, I thank you for the recognition. My poetry of images, narratives, poetic comparisons may not appeal to many, but your acknowledgement is always adrenalin to my pen. Be well. Sincerest regards, Brian
Date: 4/13/2023 3:33:00 PM
I love your poem, Brian. They're so garish, I never felt sorry for them until now..."their caught spirit of iced- playfulness, a pink flamboyance..." You've made them quite beautiful. :)
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Brian Sambourne
Date: 4/13/2023 8:40:00 PM
Greetings Ann, Thank you for your positive take on my Flamingo piece. My neighbor has these season weary plastic icons in her front yard. Now in April, their jailhouse snow is gone. Best wishes always, Brian

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