Best Firming Poems

My poem is patterned after John Crowe Ransom's "Blue Girls." I suppose you could call it a parody. His poem appears below mine.


Styling in your...

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Winter's Perfect Heat 


“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin, lower...

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How often have I asked myself this question
As I reflect upon my image in the mirror each fine morning
And wonder,
Who would want you, really want...

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Admonishing against arrogance and apathy
Building lives buttressed with leadership brace
Caring for his children, blending compassion and circumspection
Daddy* dearest is decisive, determined, diligent, dedicated, disciplinarian...

Empowering with...

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Winged Vamp – for contest


Hey, who’s in charge here…?
I need a serious makeover,
spent a summer eating a very…
well….green diet
put on a few ounces..
had some of...

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Nature is a fugitive here now
the air thick with metallic salt
silver waves lap a barren shore

Governments bend and lie
as we all do – yet a...

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Taste silvered moonlight
Caress soft firming intent
Sink oblivious...

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April 22 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 12-15

Key Verse – 2Chronicles 12:6-7 Whereupon the princes of Israel and the king humbled themselves;...

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Breathing the new air, grasping a trembling news
Firming my grasp, and holding my grips
Asking anyone to trample on my shoes
As me flying my mind, and...

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As coveting's exchange, and grandeur's aim
does follow course of some insane
new coveting, while a boast proclaims
its piety real, while cause not same.

But teach me God...

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No seeming sight, as left to right were space,
nor style to look upon, not of thy face.

No holding central, like my heart was waste,
and solely...

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Sunlight hot strikes hard
	White concrete shimmering
rippling mirages of water far
	piercing cleanly the boundary clear

Gliding swaying moving near
	linen blinding bright conceals
shadowed curves hinted within
	softly moving rhythmically

creamy...

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Misery has a voice louder than joy, in firming
as in transposing of the soul,
its journey ne'er returning,
cannot but guess then, where my yearning!

Have I foretold...

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Frozen trees stand like naked Gods,
and because I am a curious poet,
I start thinking of rooted gods.
Gods that are
encompassing, seed-bearing, sheltering,
life supporting, blossoming, sky inhaling,
earth...

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Crows move in.
They perch quietly
in the coaches looking at us
from their window seats.
For us it’s a strange thing to see
but the crows know.
They are staring,...

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