Best Advances Poems

Upon my tiptoes, I gaze through a window, the window of my mind. 
I pull back the curtain, peer from a partially drawn blind.

Before me lay this youthful beauty, perfection in every line,
And standing there beside her was the old keeper of all time.

He swiftly...

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"...though nothing can bring back
the time of splendor in the grass
of glory in the flower..."
---Wm. Wordsworth

"...in sickness and in health/
'til death do us part..."

Your mortal flesh decays
while mental failings mount
and I, powerless, mourn
your losses, in silent grief --
no slowing of the ravages 
and time's neglect...

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Your mind speaks of me as a naïve lilly
you wear a fake swag, annoying and silly
your forwardness I hinder
little boy please surrender
maybe truly a man but with a willy....

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From the way she walks, her heart is clearly on the high side
her gracious looks sinks every confidence in so much sand
chances have come and gone, he cracks an empty barrel
she makes it laborious for an admirer to be single
can it be this difficult to...

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She's thwarted his advances for bluer skies 

cat chasing her tail
to poking at nothing there
why is this such a fail
retrieving her blank stare

he tries again, his paws
grasping thin air
his teeth into her jaw
for answers to her impair

he scowls, then paces to scare
purring none the less
as...

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My rotation suffers stagnation
when hiding exasperation.
Along my lonely arc
energies spark
elation
dark.

This hell, corruption's counter spell,
balances a core photovoltaic cell:
charging me inside,
tanning my hide
to impel
pride.

Loyal notions submit to lose emotions
to push motions of grim demotions
within their cosmic house,
a stumbling, sick mouse
their potions
douse.

Showering in fluoride, such memories died,
chemically...

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Distrusted compliments
- screech like fingernails across
a schoolroom chalkboard.

No marked card - dealt from 
the bottom of the deck - will
ever unlock my heart.

Avoid the overt
- sly Valmont, the skittish game
is wise to advances....

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S-cribe
H-appily
I-nspires
E-xcited
L-ady
A-s

P-oet
A-dvances
N-atal
O-ccasion

Topic: Birthday of Shiela Pano (January 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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O-ne
S-cribe
C-omposes
A-crostic
R-egards

S-imply
I-mplementing
L-ine
A-s
G-reeter
A-dvances
N-ame

Topic: Birthday of Oscar Silagan (November 05) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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The widow still in her twenties and tender 
Can an account of her glamour render:
Jesus Christ, just her temporary darling 
She, sure to later catch a man with pounds sterling!

Hers is a prison with loosening chain
After six months:
The dotted with pains 
And tolerable don’ts.

Even with...

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