Best Corseted Poems

Intricately fragile, embracing her curves, 
She silently breathes in this womb,
This womb where she is a prey to its wants, 
Its black silken webbing costume,

That...

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The faintness of flight overwhelms me
boxed in caged, corseted, in a cattle car of the air
pristine bells and whistles cajole the herd
as the breath is...

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The year was 1680 and I was travelling,
            I sat in the carriage looking...

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Plump-cheeked and bow-lipped, the stalwart mother sits reading,
corseted in her close-kept role, gathering the feminine
for like to like is drawn, a blossom-pressed, Alice sits lazing.

Straight-laced,...

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Corsets My Waist
In my corset I 
Feel thin and lean
My waist is constricted
Without any pain

Down to a 22 from 
A  26 inch waist
Inch by...

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Three pedal pushers, pushed past,
mom, daughter, grand
icons of fashions.
Forms formed by the dictates of passion.
Hair cropped, brows plucked,
rural New England’s answer to
Dolly Parton.
Scooped necked and...

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Whoever dreamed up 'calories' is no friend of mine
  I hold him responsible for my corseted waistline

Without his cruel notions, I'd first slake my...

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My girls are of my meraki

      My little women plump and primped
      Bulging curvy corseted...

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As I wandered about the lush lawn
In the gazing ball I glimpsed
A breath-taking young woman with a touch of innocence
In her soulful, violet eyes.

I was...

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POEMS FOR POETS X

US Verse, after Auden
by Michael R. Burch

“Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.”

Verse has small value in our...

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The redwood forest has been caged, 
corseted its skirt hemmed
Who would think there'd come an age
when trees where kept enclosed

And so I cry and so...

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    Faint recognition; 
     ambiance, for hire,
    this job is precarious,
    ...

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After a long walk
I transcribed myself into piano music.
All night a harpsichord
had been jangling nerves,
rattling the same baroque concerto
over and over again.

I count I-100, then...

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Corseted like a buxom women
in deathly white with orbs ripe.
Pierced with stem of male delight,
a Vampiric presence in the patch
albino pumpkin in lamplight 
grub laced...

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orsets My Waist
In my corset I 
Feel thin and lean
My waist is constricted
Without any pain

Down to a 22 from 
A  26 inch waist
Inch by...

Read more of this work...