Best Foppish Poems

"Hyar she comes!  The weekly stagecoach is a-comin' to old Santa Fe!"
The driver cracked his whip and blowed his klaxon to herald the way!

The weekly arrival of the stagecoach was cause fer raucous celebration!
The town's ne'er-do-wells found another excuse fer excess inebriation!

The excited citizens...

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Every time  I read Pessoa I think
I'm better than he is
Salutations to Fernando Pessoa-Alan Ginsberg
 
 Me, the monocled one, with my foppish belted waistcoat, 
I'm not unworthy of you, Walt, 
I'm not unworthy of you, my saluting you proves it . . .
Salute...

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Surrounded now by wreathes and satin sheets
awash in tears like crystal coursing down
your ivory visage stirs thoughts of Keats,
the onyx black of ringlets 'bout your brow
amen, but that was then, and this is now.
Tonight in forget-me-nots, you'll be crowned
with all the foppish roses thrown to...

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Wear no long face
When storms rage in your space
Flying and crying you out of place 

If you do
Like a cow you’ll moo
Shooting and hooting at the crew

You claim to train
With foibles you can’t restrain
With lower standards you strain

In muscles, corpuscles and bustles
Indulging in hustles
Egging you...

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The curtain rises on Bumblebee Babineaux walking self-confidently along Chartres Street.

Bumblebee [singing]: Ain’t nothin’ gonna break my stride, nobody’s gonna slow me down. Oh, no, I got to keep on movin’… 

Tom Sickley, a disingenuous feather merchant, is standing between a barber pole and a...

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Today’s poem is a juicy pork chop
The next one that skates by is a foppish cod fish
Each delicacy and dessert separate in their own way
Living their own truths.

Yesterday’s poems were chocked with
Faeries and dainty crisp white daisies
I have less control of this than of myself
They...

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Fruitful faeries flying freshly frightenly faraway
Flashing flea-bitten furry fireflies fantasy fey,
Faux flash-dancing flowery figs flowing flippantly free,
Ferocious fierce foursome fruit-flies flying fantasy’s flea.
	
Fast-fingered flicker formidably frugally fit flexible.
Frosting frilly flounder’s fluorescent fetish fully fixable.
Fanciful freckled fathomably frosted filly fibs flitting,
Fashionable forcefully fanatical farmhand fuzzily fretting.

Fun-loving,...

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Drown not in yummy yesterdays, seize the breeze of today
While intuitive initiatives aplenty beg to be taken
Into your stride if only ears and eyes should every Saturday

Strive to debunk myths of dependency on mistaken
Opinions on dominions of double tongues that drag
A train of ambiguity in...

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Thirst for shadow in the scorching summer 
Ripe palm fruit calling new foppish eater 
Crows flying and sitting, 
Making nest in twig's bin 
Passing by this tree, bald man in full fear!


-May 15, 2019 Chattogram




////palm = Asian Palmyra palm fruit////...

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Me for you, your foppish dandy,
  And me to listen, as you talk.
But I do doubt, I’ll be handy,
  Even to take you, for a walk.

Why love for me, you say you’ll give,
   But mine for you, is still wary.
And I’ve...

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Come the foppish, come the fine.
Come the fancy drinking wine.
Come the lowly, come the poor.
Come the beggars beg for more.
Come the crooks, come the thieves.
Come the lurkers under eves.
Come the kings, come the queens.
Come the royal finer beings.
Come them one, come them all.
Come the masses...

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I forgot I belonged to God.
He is my only Master, not worldly
foppish clowns.
My allegiance, to no human is owed.
Just to Him, who gave me life and an
eternal soul.

Can people harm me, oh yes, indeed.
But I can overcome anything with heed.
Do not kiss feet of humanity,...

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...or Yipes! Stripes!

The zebra lives in Africa
On the plains of the Serengeti.
Though often foppish and vain,
He doesn't complain
'bout his place in the alphabet.
He leads a fairly innocuous life
With few, very minor, distractions,
And when tourists come to "ooh" and "aah",
He's one of the major attractions.
There is...

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A summer’s morn, dark skies, forlorn.
Burning, smoking, California cities, this August morn,

Our state with illegal, infected people overrun.
We think the virus is just plain fun?

Mad as a hatter, Governor Newsom calls now
for Afghan refugees?
And what.......to live in beauteous tent cities. where 
crime lurks.....what a pity!

Hope...

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Nectared graces overwhelming must 
Underline your pulse-halting charms;
Utopian opal spelt by honeyed terms,
Resistless pearl cased in mortal dust. 

Fair-miened nymphs kings did melt;
But such sly vixens, like old Phoenix
Acing artful Death's ambrosial tricks,
Would find your rig a conundrum yet. 

Dead fancy's fairy in gowns of...

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