Best Bauble Poems

Just within reach - if only I could dare
to pluck that fruit! A luscious peach or pear?
No, not one of these! Metaphorically
I’m speaking! Like a...

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I was very young when, I first tasted it;
that sweet, milky nectar of the Gods.

One Easter morning it appeared in a basket, 
on our piano...

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Gazing, at its own reflection is the Magpie.
A magic bird, a mystical creature, with a soul
and the power to see things, the power of scrying.
It...

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Little One ...
    Why do you weep?
     Far too lovely a day for such sorrow ...
  ...

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Oh, God, spare me the bloodied, thorny, rose
call it naught by the color of its shame
promises of loves unending future
masking the silent scent of love’s...

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Rendered faceless by the artist, she appeals to the masses. This angel takes up the canvas. Her identity of she is given by the poet....

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I reached to touch a star,
Arms too short, I could not.
So, I dove inside me;
Transcending my body,
I reached out once again;
Holding shiny bauble.

“You are a...

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Looking back at the Earth, I can't really describe how beautiful it is from 300 miles up. Looking down, you can tell it's a planet....

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Reflected in a silvered mirror lies a lustrous crystal bauble
         Beguiling bribe veiled to eyes adrift in...

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Pellucid pachyderms wade across
the purpling River Manjees
and Tozzath watches from the bank, 
the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud,
his nostrils flaring with the...

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There was a red bauble named Al
He feasted on mead and Halal
He got hooked on a tree
Got nice comments for free		
Which boosted his pride and...

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I've got no money ba da da da....
Need me a Tiffany bauble
To brighten my day. Da da da da....

Can't order nothing 
My credit is over...

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I discovered yesterday that my basement Trolls are all growing up.
Though, those with the butterfly wings are still flittering all about.
You see, yesterday I found...

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They come from darkness,
Eager to the lighted place.
Cold hands clasp warm -
Hi! in a welcoming embrace.
Proffered camaraderie cuddles
Kindred spirits in a cloud;
Buzzing breezy banter oozes
From...

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breeding frenzied jawboning 
nastiness, rock'm sock'm vermin 
zealously, dizzying hordes kickstart 
outrageous trampling, xMen busting

displays, heralding luminary 
pastoral times, Xing Bethlehem
figurine Jesus observes sacrilegious 
wackiness...

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