Best Chamois Poems

Trompe L'oeil
I use to be so sure of my colors
But now my vision is jaded
Perhaps it is obscured
from the THOUSANDS of tears I've shed

I taught you
the primary colors, RED, YELLOW, and BLUE
The shades of red are scarlet,
magenta, crimson, cerise, and claret
your favorite lipstick,
I will never...

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Sunday Drive

It was a Sunday drive,
High on the Kiamichi trail,
When an overlook was spied,
And out of the car we bailed.

(The sun danced low 
On purple evening hills)

I looked down at the green valley,
Curls of evening meat scents
Wafted from stone pits of fire,
Amid postage stamp crops...

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settling in forests
deer* and doe freely flourish...
soon, their antlers nailed

*Deuteronomy 14:5 The hart, and the roebuck, and the fallow deer, and the wild goat, and the pygarg, and the wild ox, and the chamois.

April 11, 2022
4th place, "Wild Animal Haiku" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Tania...

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Sleep number sixty-five,
get a set of Ginsu knives.
One hundred fifty all time hits,
a rowing machine to make you fit.

An amazing chamois to dry your car,
a GPS to tell you how far.
A contour belt to tighten your abs,
a portable treadmill melt away flab.

We'll teach you to...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left" But I said: 
"No, mama, 'WE' do not. I'm gonna...

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corroded remnants effervesce content through chamois buffed memories



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Nancy Jones
9/8/11
Write it in one line, Please...

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Steep slate slopes glow in autumn gold
Below jagged white aretes. 
Strong young men hunt among the crags
Pursuing choice chamois and deer.

Valley maids harvest purple grapes.
Laughing children mash-dance in vats.
Women stir yeast to set the brew
And lid and cork some oaken casks.

Auld men rest warm on...

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I grope gossips
and chamois if chargrin
and sense like there is forlorn
and there is gruff and chide
oh! if love be a centre
of human life and existence
why call for cracks and grudges?
why profane like a night waves?
can it behold to make excuses?
to haunt and hallow ever?
what contagion...

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Chamois soft and diamond strong
 kitten cute and tigress tough.
Childlike as a robin's song
 and yet complex, strangely enough.

With you gone I always get antsy,
 out of sorts and not-so-jingly.
With you here I feel romancey,
 dancy, spry, and neck-hair-tingly.

The prize of your eyes a daily...

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Sunday driver, 
with leather driving gloves at 10 to 2 upon the wheel. 
Walnut dashboard polished bright, with wife bedside in Sunday hat, 
both Singing Something Simple, a lazy Sunday feel.
Going nowhere in a hurry, two children in the back 
all spying with their little...

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            "Satellite my wandering eye."

"On the new planet's surface, 
we were welcomed by the blessings of life."

LOOKING THROUGH the EYE of TEMPTATION

-LION

"We were welcomed by the sacred elder trees. 
The elders looked after us,...

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