Best Fancies Poems

an orchestrated night glitters 
to the wand wave of the maestro unborn
sweetness licks on liquorice sticks 
fingered on silver keys

the moon melts like a honey drop
as sopranos sing

in harmony the coyote calls
base notes cajoled by passing horns
meld as cicada rub the reeds
legging each sharped phrase
with...

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Nut-brown owl nestled in a crooked tree
above the mermaid and jellyfish sea.
     Scaly horse & teacup-octopus lads
near the sea-soaked teen; tail thrashes with glee
     as her amethyst hair bobs and flows.


  Nut-brown owl nestled in a...

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I sit, chewing on my pen tip,
Trying to look as if I am deep in serious thoughts, 
Tapping my foot with an air of restless efficiency,
Fussing over my spellings and ink blots.

I glance at the somber calculator,
It seems to glare at me in quiet reprimand.
I...

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When the Moon moves between the Earth and Sun
then comes a rare happening that can stun,
above all a syzygy alliance,
the term from the Greek in astro-science.

Once solar eclipses in history
were viewed as a frightening mystery.
Cultural superstitions abounded
as rumors spread far and wide unfounded.

Many imagined the...

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I'm sitting alone by the flame,
with lonely heart beating your name.
and thinking, my darling, of you.

I tried to enjoy the dance,
in my new gown, ordered from France.
It enhances my eyes of blue.

But no other arms felt like yours,
and all of my partners were bores.
Only your...

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I woke up this morning
with the skirmishes of dry land and earth
A glance through my window
and I saw the clouds uniting their crack.

The morning seemed like the late evening
with splashes of lights cutting across the sky
And all of a sudden it poured upon heavily
with numb...

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I was scolded for littering an orange peel.
I and this couch and an iguana melt.
I am longing for things to be more than real.


She blushes like a child in an autumn fog.
She bleats to scare winter from the ridge of her nostrils.
She grows like a...

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—The Sense of Sight With No Ending Point—

it was early in the morning a sailboat anchored in the harbor 
awakened from the deep sweet dream yawns and stretches 
its arms to drive away black and thickened curtains over head

far away across the ocean the mountains...

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The Olde Druidic Elven Way
'for ever words were writ
the rhyme and rhythm
helped us see
the shape and taste
and need indeed
of apples yet unbit
To help a man be what he is
alone in all his glory
to know what's right 
and use his right
of individual freedom
is the well point...

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Farcical fancies,
Woodland rhymes,
These are not just
For bedtimes!

Farcical fancies,
Wait and see;
You’ll repeat them
Back to me!

—————

Woodpecker, really,
Won’t you hush!
By now, aren’t your
Brains all mush?

Woodpecker, silly,
Watch your head!
If I did that,
I’d be dead!

—————

Polliwog, Bullfrog,
Here’s a joke
It’s so bad,
You’ll want to croak!

Polliwog, Bullfrog
Deep, deep voice:
Burping flies;
He’s got no choice!

—————

Squirrely...

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When one side is to bless;
The other will have to curse;
While one part is to love;
The other will opt to hate;
When one will have to feed;
The other has to plead; 
Two different natures
Beat within; indulge and 
She chooses both; 
According to her
Whims and fancies 
Life...

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Fancies

Hats worn sidesaddle sporting feathers, cornflowers
Whimsy rides in sequins, ribbons and plumes
Small or broad brimmed, laces form floating towers
Swooping pillboxes off to the races clad in blooms

Dedicated to the fanciful hats called Fancies worn at the Kentucky Derby and Royal Ascot Races.

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faint essence exudes 
gentle generosity 
I’m swept by your scent 

carnival raiment 
gorgeously garbed in motley 
I’m lost in your charms 

following each leaf 
landing lightly down below 
I’m falling for you 
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What is that thing? My husband asked in a persnickety way and not with glee.
I pretended I had no idea he was pointing to my new pal, Poindexter Cat.
Is it a dog? He queried. “It looks like a weird Chihuahua if you ask me. 
The...

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Fancies be, beauty is real
Its seductive power to feel
And unfading hearts of glee
Protrude amazing love to see.

Your comeliness happy life speaks
And in darkness sparks light.
Song sung in the heavens
In which other angels delight.
Your beauty other sights controls 
The goddess of all beauties.

Your frame fluid baths...

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