Best Brooches Poems

Shadowed in the silent room, the daylight's nearly gone
Dusk climbs in through window glass, with one last ray of sun
I start the task, climb on...

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I have chosen You.
Sweet and handsome mortal, come to me…

Whisper to me your longings, 
and I shall tickle your ear with my saccharine breath.
I shall...

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain...

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Ah Consuela! Invoking vast vistas for visions of green Spanish eyes,
I discern them again where she left me back then,
                 as we kissed when she...

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Holiday season
Shopping spree;
Downtown bazaar

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Easy atmosphere
All sorts of stuff;
Bargains galore

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Table stalls cluster
Mini display items;
Souvenir trinkets

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Crowded commotion
Zesty curiosity;
Sellers and buyers

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Tucked in a corner
Custom-made brooches;
Artistic flair revealed

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Flea market...

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I need to win the Powerball
For my house is getting small
It's not exactly what I prefer
It's just the size of my elephant herd

Ceramic, glass, plaster...

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A damsel longed for a knight
a man to fight to fight for her causes
with whom she could love and unite

To be with for eternity
to kiss...

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9/14/17


Televisions getting muted
Signals getting lost or boosted

Meanwhile people hooted
Brooded and continually feuded

Was not one to make my drinks diluted
Made me snooze quick or feel rebooted

Having...

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WINTER    SOLSTICE  AT  NEW  GRANGE

Sun seems to have gone away -
Light bonfires!  Pray she will return!
Our calls to...

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Jewels in mason jars,
         jangle, jingle bracelets;
jagged, uneven gems-
      Jaunty old style...

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 "she carved her own road . . . "

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A face presses up to a store window display
of an angel in ermine
with arms bangled and boots thigh high.
Mannikin thighs harder than the fake tree
in...

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stuck between smoke stack volumes
in alphabetical order
woven metal bodies
straight lines leaving little to the imagination

some big, some small
from exhausted paint rollers
leaving their mark
just outside of...

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Middle age woman from Tallahassee
believed she was something very classy.
Finger rings
Brooches, things
But time had warped her hourglass chassy...

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Beaches are where breaches adorn like brooches
Waves curl up to breach the surface of sea,
Then break, plunging headstrong to broach on shore.
Wales and dolphins breach...

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