Best Fluff Poems

Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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Effervescent elation arises and dances to ancient echoes; the rhythm of the drums heartbeat.  
Champagne notes bubble into the night sky; night music of...

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For Brother Jacob, our fellow poet,
who lives his life
real and true to the call of God:

COME INTO MY HOUSE LORD

Come into my house Lord.
Anoint my...

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When I was just a little girl
I painted soaring seagulls
in a dawning sky of duck-egg blue
I painted ladybirds and whimsical butterflies
A red cottage with square-shaped...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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A balance in life can solve the riddle. 
To find the balance, start in the middle.
Distractions from the banks may lead us wrong.
Go with the...

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As Time unwinds with a cup of tea
Sipping fragrant steam of centuries
No rush to fluff the flattened sea

In the key of wind's piano notes
Strumming with...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all were asleep,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a sheep.
The cattle were snoozing, the pigs were at rest
And...

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TEDDY AND I 

Teddy is my childhood cuddly toy,
Who brought me a lifetime of joy,
He listened to all my baby cries,
Biding his time to reveal
His...

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“Die Another Day”


“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”


“The Place is a hazardous...

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In the daylight hours, I spend  my time
So high on a perch, in a lofty pine
Where I fluff and comb my pretty plumes
And wait...

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creamy cheesecake inches deep  
red strawberry crowned,
mounds of whipped chocolate fluff  
cresting almond cake,  
maple pecan pie
sticky crunch-
yum!

Copyright, October 27, 2014
Faye Lanham...

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Recollections waft
across my mind like
wisps of soft white spores - 
the vague remnants of
my memory’s threads.

Spring’s sun-gold heads
I now can‘t hold!
But glimpsing them,
I can recall....

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It’s gone! It’s gone! It has really gone
I've lost my sense of humour
I used to write quite funny poems
Now they are a distant rumour
I have...

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