Best Avon Poems

Having another crisis,
and feeling overwhelmed,
Kim stared at the bottle, 
with all the pills,
feeling depressed and dismayed,
she felt she couldn't live another day…
Reaching for the bottle,
screwing off the lid,
she held her palm out
to catch a bunch of pills,
Sitting with them in her hand
on the couch, she...

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“Ding dong, Avon calling!”, are these ladies around anymore
Way back when in another era, they came knocking at your door
Guess I'm dating myself
But I'm still in good health
Maybe I'll be around when they banish killings and wars

Ya think?


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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SISTERHOOD OF AVON

Oh how I miss the sisterhood
the brrr...ringing of a bell
a catalog and a smile in hand

the scent of sweet cologne
nearly met customers at the door
miraculously in their own flavor

jingle jangle of jewelry 
not fine but touchy-feely 

and collectibles how i miss them
and the...

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Strolling by the River Avon, I found somebody,
     Strolling to nowhere, I found a person.
I looked at the river, I followed the water.
     I saw somebody walking to Bath.
He was my old friend the tailor. Very well...

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Down by the Avalon at the Christchurch Square
Weeps the living willows, serene, free from care
Nature’s own exotic home, a garden set in greenery
Here the Avon River fountain flows majestically

Victoria Park rest near the Christchurch Town Hall theme
Punting on the Avon is a relaxing pastime dream
This...

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The Swan of Avon known as the bard
 Born on St Georges day
 A  wizard of words not one line marred 
He wrote many a wonderful play

The legacy he left for us
Still can bring us joy
Star crossed lovers witches and kings
All did his pen...

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Mr. Robert Kraft's
gone slightly daft 
   Ring-a-ling-a-ling
   ~ Prostitution sting




*The soon-to-be-former owner of America's
  most successful sports franchise just got 
  nailed in a little sting down in Florida. Ouch!...

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The greatest loves and stories are soon lost
without a brilliant pen to write the plays
and trace romantic tears and evil thoughts
that carry through the years until today.
When first the Bard quilled page and manuscript
on comedies and legends of his time,
and then to tragedies where daggers...

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Tragic the play that tells a lot,
Reaching to touch in myriad ways;
Yes comic say can string strange plot.
Sense words that smudge contrary stray,
Hurl senses far in dance and song,
Address the feel of such extremes;
Keep glimpse on par with weak and strong,
Exult the will and heart...

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Avon
brings out the joy
in knowing beauty thrives
within the wild heart who believes
in love








Trademark~~Quintain Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
December 6, 2020
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I didn't pull my weight
The boss was really sore
He said "you're second rate
and I won't take it anymore."

He continued raving 
On how I was misbehaving 
Said my job was not worth saving 
And so I longed for Avon
Avon by the sea

I must go back to...

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It may be audacious even to attempt 
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The shade of Shakespeare is ever-present
River Avon in springtime speaks to me
Peaceful place where I secretly lament
Whilst sitting beneath yon green willow tree.

River flows smoothly ere swans sail serene
The momentum of time has stalled this day
Grey ghostly shadow am I in a dream?
Bard himself composing...

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Wurtis B was a bardolater.
Shakespeare fan, there was no one greater.
He spouted the Bard.
Photo on his card.
Hamlet magnet on refrigerator....

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Fast
river
the Avon
running to Bath
beautiful with snow
when I first met
the unknown
walking 
slow 

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