Best Assignations Poems

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Indeed, it is so far, far, far back where last I
Stood in sight of all her unnerving ambiguities...          
This overstated manner inborn of an innate
And intimidating elegance.         ...

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You display your beauty like a rose,

your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,

blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.

O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn 

assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'

convocations, fired with all the grief

you can distill, and all the joy. 

You...

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You display your beauty like a rose, 
your essence frail and ghostly 
blossoms into fuller view, a wondrous pose. 
Maiden of mystery, home of stillborn 
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers' 
celebrations, fired with all the grief 
you can distill, and all the joy. 
You haunt...

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“Upon Waking”


Slumber has its upsides 
while the outside runs around
like a split fowlyard, 
cacophonous 
pecking at each other 
and at the ground…

Elsewhere, 

like dull background noise
through the fog of dream 
the sound of the gamble 
and its slot machines
discordantly admitting The Others
through the turnstiles;

The Sleeper...

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The front bar of the Criterion is filling up,
It’s after five and the patrons are filing in.
Placed orders echoing off the old timbers 
Vying to be heard and adding to the din.

The Grand Old Lady proudly plays host
As she looks out over the muddy Fitzroy.
Thirsty...

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Red and juicy, 
sensual shape, 
sexual by nature, 
they drip promiscuously 
on my prurient lip!

Tastes of summer, 
girls in flimsy cotton dresses 
flirting shamelessly, 
and sinfully suggesting 
assignations in the park, 
in the darkness, for a lark!

Their flavors captivate, 
make me hunger 
for an intimate...

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You display your beauty like a rose, 
your essence frail and ghostly 
blossoms into fuller view, a wondrous pose. 
Maiden of mystery, home of stillborn 
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers' 
celebrations, fired with all the grief 
you can distill, and all the joy. 
You haunt...

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(for Jules)

I knew you not, and yet your depictions
Directly ruled my inner sight,
And endless conversations we have had,
In vaulted confines of the truth of night;
Whispered beauty, uttered grace,
Breathed flame upon the candles blessed alight.

And in not knowing you, until your revelation
Eternal assignations we have made,
And...

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Red and juicy, 
sensual shape, 
sexual by nature, 
they drip promiscuously 
on my prurient lip.

Tastes of summer, 
girls in flimsy cotton dresses 
flirting shamelessly, 
and sinfully suggesting 
assignations in the park, 
in the darkness, for a lark.

Their flavors captivate, 
and make me ache 
for an...

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Introduction: once again I incorporate 
my trademark penchant 
to fabricate fictitiously
portions of the following poetic endeavor
can you care to 
discern fact from fiction?

Attempts at lifelong friendships and holy matrimony...

Shot thru with figuratively cankerous nub,
cuz yours truly did flub
even though as a scouting cub
how yours truly...

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If I became a paranoid schizophrenic
I would begin channeling Jesus of Nazareth
but, instead, dealing with my real world dysfunctional family,
with co-messianically depressing delusions
refracting illusions of gift-it-forward co-redemptive grandeur
leading pilgrim explorations into remembering embryonic hopes
of and for regenerativity
as clearing out remaining cognitive-affective dissonance
about messiah life ecopolitical...

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Thank you very much Ms Tara Reade for confidin',
Your allegation 'gainst Jo-Jo the Clown Joe Biden!

Interesting that the fake news at CNN and MSNBC
Hammered Trump and Kavanaugh for like dallying constantly!

But from them regarding Biden, we hear not a peep
About the alleged assignations of this...

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"...the sister moon, cold, comely queen of the sky."
                                    ...

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"...the sister moon, cold, comely queen of the sky."
                                    ...

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Red and juicy, 
sensual shape, 
sexual by nature, 
they drip promiscuously 
on my prurient lip!

Tastes of summer, 
girls in flimsy cotton dresses 
flirting shamelessly, 
and sinfully suggesting 
assignations in the park, 
in the darkness, for a lark!

Their flavors captivate, 
make me hunger 
for an intimate...

Continue reading...