Best Blouses Poems

It has been DECADES!

And yet, for some ridiculous reason, we 
still choose to TIE our shoes and
BUTTON our trousers, ZIP our
blouses.

How ridiculous.

When Man first invented the wheel, do 
you suppose that there were some naysayers who said;
"I'm still going to drag my loads through the...

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I have inside my wardrobe many clothes
composed of dresses, blouses, slacks and tops,
and as the number of these items grows,
so does my footwear. Lord, it never stops!

I’m not too good at throwing stuff away
except for things from when I was size nine!
So I can change...

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Dismal tale of men and women in the dirty rail compartment
No conception of the charm being knitted by the movement
Of the necklace of gentle light in the pants shirts and blouses
All is too occupied in their struggle to notice the kind crescent 
As they are...

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Blissful  blossoms blooming
Look lustful lovers
Listless lovers looming

Krazy killer kisses
Swelter summer  season
Belly breathing  blouses

Bayside beaches burning 
Winter worries wane
Glorious gracious gains

Happy hungry hearts
Dwellings do not depart
Picture pretty parts

Take the  time to talk
Let listening lead to laughter
Commencing  comfortable communication
HURRY  HAPPILY ...

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She tried to get my attention a number of times
But It was not possible because
I was a country or two away
Wearing brown leather swashbuckler pants
White billowy blouses, and multi-buckled boots, 
Fighting pirates with Sabers.
I was mighty and terrifying.
Hearing my war cry turned their blood to...

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Blissful  blossoms blooming
Look LUSTFUL lovers
Listless lovers looming 

Krazy killer kisses
Sweltering SUMMER season
Belly breathing blouses

Bayside BEACHES burning
Winter worries wane
Glorious gracious gains

HAPPY hungry hearts
Dwellings do not depart
Picture pretty parts

Take the time to talk
Let listening lead to laughter
Commencing comfortable communications

Hurry HAPPILY EVER AFTER...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into its surface had captured my imagination as they had so...

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Young girls screaming and yelling
                                        ...

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Politics is all about haves and have nots.
Who gets ahead.  Who waits in line.
Privileged ones, and the rest get denied.

Politics is about relative truth.
Data be damned.  Conspiracies claimed.
Favors for votes.  Constituents maimed.
Politics is about what party plays.
Which party stays.  What's your...

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Mother was a genius when it came to recyclin' flowery flour sacks,
Durin' The Great Depression to provide duds for her family's backs!
With her trusty pedal Singer Sewin' Machine she turned out a horde,
Of decent apparel that we could ill afford from Montgomery-Ward!

In gym class I...

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Yesterday I found myself slumped
into the saddest of trenches,
for no particular reason
other than a new moon cycle.
Instead of flopping myself
in my studio’s armchair to write,
I drove to the mall for an outing 
probably more expensive than 
what a therapist would charge
for an hour in his...

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“The Penelope Squad”



A line of bluebirds 
tittering on a line
swaying on the winds
like comedian pageboys 
having a good time
poop in the peg bucket
words wooden and sharp
fly off with frosty notes
dirt and sherry stains
imprinted on 
Penelope’s clean sheets
a bunch of girl’s blouses
touching up waiving skirts

The Kingfisher
ruffles...

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Sensitivity's what gals hold dear 
in guys.  High on their lists: his career.  
What is it for us'll 
make us want to nuzzle?  
High skirts, low blouses, hot lovin', cold beer....

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Imitation! Creative Compliment, Lacking in Originality, or Plagiarism? 

This week takes me back to college days. I was taking a graduate course (as a Physics major)   in 'Modern Poets' at the University of Oklahoma. Our assignment for the week was to write a...

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Trousers and tights shirts
Tights and baggy blouses
Buff boots and converse
Heelys without wheels I do
Is what I wear 
Is what I am 
Is what I be 
Under that dress and flats
Behind that hair style and makeup
Is what I pretend to be
Is what people want me to...

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