The Precious Jewels
By Poet "Great memories are the best kind to have but some memories bring a waterfall of tears."
all little girls like to play dress up
mom had great hats, bags and pearls
her pretty white pearl necklace was long
around my neck
hitting my knees
her floppy hats were very colorful
the
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Categories:
bags, fun, girl, happy, love,
Form: Free verse
plastic bags blowing in the wind
Why do we see so many plastic bags blowing around and about?
A million such bags are made each minute, today I found out.
We use them to carry books, gardening tools, whistles and plastic stars.
Most of us use them daily, and they blow out the windows of our cars.
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Categories:
bags, life,
Form: Rhyme
A Fell Star Three Bags Full
Frayed border prints paste illusion,
worn-out inks swirling bleeds,
The hauls, stareways, persuasion,
privileged balconies.
Antiquities of read reviews,
claims of a rustic quill,
to scribbled marks a light verse muse,
and forever bestill.
I hear the silence of the slams,
satirical critics,
synthetic irony exams,
stardoms paralytics.
It dominates its point to rise,
where life did emanate,
afeared facade recital trice,
timeless collaborate.
A reenactment of Bo Peep,
tough
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Categories:
bags, age, animal, irony, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Mister Money Bags No More
Mister money bags no more
Ah..., how I idolize the days of yore
before June twentieth, and twenty first
two thousand twenty three
when utter senselessness wore,
a trail of woe brutally
ravaging and savaging mine psyche,
yours truly attests gullibility tore
and rent asunder
leaving cumulative finances
decimated, pulverized, and frankly zapped
rendering me poor
as a Unitarian church mouse named Kishore
dirty deed done dirt cheap
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Categories:
bags, abuse, america, anger, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Woven Polypropylene Bags
woven polypropylene bags continue to serve as an integral part of the global supply chain, ensuring the safe and efficient transportation and storage of goods in diverse industries.
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Categories:
bags, 10th grade,
Form: Bio
Plastic Dreams
Plastic bags
hold plastic dreams:
Water bottles filled with filtered
hope seething chloride stained
brains left thought
-less attracted towards rancid
smile at the magic hat
trick of the eye
candy dispenser tossed on the ground
‘s keeper cleaned up from last nights
parade with clown
faces that look away when strangers
dance together in the rain
falling trash chokes the air
from a buttercup
fragments used to tie
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Categories:
bags, dream, magic,
Form: Free verse
Bags
Expensive bags, crafted with care
Leather smooth, a designer's flair
Gold hardware, a statement piece
For the elite, a luxury release
Mid-range bags, a balance found
Stylish yet practical, on solid ground
Functional pockets, room to store
For the busy, a daily chore
Inexpensive bags, simple and true
No frills, just what you need to do
Durable and reliable, a daily friend
For the budget-minded, a
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Categories:
bags, adventure, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
Bags of Rice Never Paradise
Don't talk about Chloe's Paradise:
All about surplus bags of rice
Commoners hate their present price
And now don't near without advice.
Tell me of other paradise:
Chloe had reached his through some thrown dice;
A means you and I could devise:
Chloe's source of wealth 'A Twin Of Vice'.
Envy I not Chloe's paradise:
Why would one heads soon to host lice?
Prophesy
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Categories:
bags, food, image, people, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Hanging Around
Thought you were leaving
But you’re hanging around
I just want you to go
Don’t want you to know
All the things that I found
Thought you weren’t happy
And you want to be free
And now I’ve outgrown
All your jealousy
Stop hanging around
I don’t want you near me
Cos now I’m happy alone
So gather your bags
And all your rag tags
And leave my home
Your
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Categories:
bags, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Bags
In travel, you may check your bags
But sometimes it is wise
To choose a carry-on instead
When taking to the skies.
I much prefer to keep my bags
So there is no surprise
When I deplane, for missing luggage
Tends to traumatize.
Of course, I always have with me
Some bags I do despise,
Which some of you have guessed, I’m sure –
The bags
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Categories:
bags, word play,
Form: Rhyme
From Paper Bags To Plastic Bags
From paper bags to plastic bags
From manual cars to automatic cars
From telephones to handphones
But in the political world
The world stays stagnant
For just a split second
The youngsters who are the future hosts
Never take concern
And emerge to take over any responsibilities
We see oldies who are leaving sooner or later
Taking concern of everything
The youngsters still got
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Categories:
bags, conflict, political, poverty, world,
Form: Free verse
Two Bags of Seed Redux
When I was born
I came equipped
With two million seeds
Not warm enough
Nor moist enough
Or too many weeds
The sun not out
The soil not rich
Or nothing that one needs
I base my stance
On abortion rights
On the reality of seeds
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Categories:
bags, abortion, introspection, woman,
Form: Rhyme
No Bags
If you shop in any New Jersey store,
paper and plastic bags are out the door.
Single-use bags won't be distributed anymore.
That's the new rule ubiquitously as of late.
A new law was enacted by the governor of the state.
Bring your own bags and boxes is what they will say.
That has caused some problems with many people today.
I
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Categories:
bags, business, life,
Form: Rhyme
A Head For Fifty Bags of Cement
A head goes for a laborer’s pad,
After losses to friends at card;
Whatever reaches him he’ll guard,
As life remains unbearably hard.
A head goes ahead to fix a pad
For fifty bags of cement Andrew had;
For making A Final Good out of The Bad
And seeing to still feeding his lad;
If, in the end, very little shall
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Categories:
bags, absence, games, money, poverty,
Form: Rhyme
Money Bags
Dark circles cradle her eyes
enlarged they turn grey
when will she realize
as she hustles everyday
when it's in her hands it sours
still there's no sanitizer
to remove the stain that devours
the sweetness left to the analyzer
I lose no sleep anymore
I've come to peace with my desire
yet she thinks of this green evermore
and wakes up every hour to acquire
she
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Categories:
bags, friend, money,
Form: Rhyme
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