Best Creams Poems

...To appreciate our planet,
begin with its snowcapped mountains;
where sunbeams morph crystals of ice
into gems of glistening light.

See pink clouds hover in the skies
afloat on a vista ......

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...There is a part of me missing
There is a part of me that shall never be
Inside of this dark sad brooding mind
Is the painter who will never see

So I take my pen, and vaso of wine
I contemplate......

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...Blackberry kisses, within the celestial starlit mornings hour....

Stirring these passions aglow, amid the flickering flames of desire ~

Caressing such thoughts of you; smouldering embers, that ......

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...There is a place called beautiful nestled deep in my mind's eye
Gingham curtains crisply pressed frame periwinkle summer sky
Brass kettle on the old gas stove reflects cast iron pans
And always at......

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Deep within my hidden pastel dreams
are soft sweet colors of a newborn spring
dressed up in mauves and pinks and windham creams
while giving hope to love and all it brings.

Painted in the col......

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...As biology goes, I'm surviving,
a few aches and pains and a cough
and I check every morning when in the bathroom
to see if my bits have dropped off.

Now, father time knows where I'm living
and......

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...(Written to the rhythm of "The Things that I Love", if you want to sing along!)

Eating black licorice and cake with thick frosting!
Not doing so many things too exhausting.
Trying out ice creams......

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...In our Asian-cum-Eastern land
No one prefers or admires
the dark-skinned or tanned

Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone
belonged to the so-called fairer sex
And here, 'black is beauty' a phrase ......

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...Blackberry kisses, within the celestial starlit mornings hour....

Stirring these passions aglow, amid the flickering flames of desire ~

Caressing such thoughts of you; smouldering embers, that ......

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...Blue Girls

John Crowe Ransom


Styling in your leggings, wildly designed,
Strutting to classes in your modern schools— 
While texting. Roll your eyes at those old fools
Who think th......

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...In the dog-days of summer of so long ago
there were bear-hugging moments I like to recall
Like leafing through pages of ram-shackle books,
that are dog-eared, and faded, wearing hound-tooth wo......

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...Welcome to the world filled with dark skin,
That seat belongs to you,
Let`s discuss the outstanding matters of our two.
Every pinch which will strengthen the rightful decision without hurtful rule......

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...OLIVE ELOISA
    came from my Mama's name: OLIVIA.. OLIVE means peace: ELOISA means hale and wide

MY TRAITS:
  
 *CHILDISH
     28 but young at heart, sometimes still imp......

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...On a sale, my Aunt Bel can’t be denied
Access to mark-downs with red, yellow tags
Off for the big loot, her shoulders take pride
In carrying four gigantic tote-bags.

To keep poised, she don......

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...She remains a partial gift
some have none, yet some have much
for her scales, sideways they tilt
yet we crave her soothing touch.

With jars of scents, ointments and creams
ourselves we paint s......

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