Best Girls Poems

They expected her to be the jolly fun one.
The one   w e a r i n g   a smile on her face.
So she became.....who they wanted her to be
She was quick with her wit, telling her practiced fat jokes.
It was a...

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Four “Golden Girls” seated at a table
Grey streaks our hair, but minds remain stable
     Convention is underway
     Michael has something to say
He opens our meeting with a fable
 
It’s about a tortoise that beats a hare
Some of...

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My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
Seems she has left me to write on my own
I must not be too...

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My muse has been hiding out
And with no peep, squeak or shout
She must be sound asleep
No words, just counting sheep
Tired of the poetry drought

Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown
Seems she has left me to write on my own
I must not be too...

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A is for Annie Apple Blossom she buds in the Spring. 
B is Betty Baby Breath she's such a dainty thing.

C is for Miss Candy Tuft pink-cheeked with hair of gold.
D is Debbie Dandelion who never does what she's told!

E is for Easter Lily she's...

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Inside our parents’ bedroom by the door,
our sister Jenny played the old piano.
From all of us a melody would soar
in varying degrees of voice soprano.

A high soprano Jennifer would sing
as pretty Melanie would sing along.
The house with lovely harmony would ring
when I and Dori “seconded”...

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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 they're so refined.

Toss back the pink extensions in your hair,
And think no more of SAT's at all.
But plan to meet...

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if you took the time
to look into a girls heart
you'd find friends and family 
nestled permanently in every corner
you'd find secrets and lies
locked in cages and hidden deep within
you'd drown in the love 
and suffocate in the pain
you'd see the poor stitching 
holding together the...

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(a disastrous morning Sonnet)

I am the very model of a girl who’s late for morning meal,
my charger failed, the printer jammed, the morning’s start has been surreal
I lost a scrunchy and a shoe, I had to use some dry shampoo
my Keurig had no k-cups too,...

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Her dampened auburn hair, flowing perfectly atop the pillow...

Gazing into her pure emerald eyes; slowly kissing, her pink parting lips

The warmth of her ivory breast, caressing my own; so very soft

Smiling as lowering her silkened fingers, to touch my perfumed heart

Gently closing my loving eyes;...

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Girls love can be bitter,love can be sweet,
Take this warning,don't hurry to fall in love 
with every man that you meet,
Don't let the first hello or pretty smile,sweep 
you off your feet,
Take time and get to know the man that you meet,
You didn't take warning,instead,
The...

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.                           "Listen first,.....to the voice in your head"




Okay, …if only we can catch the waitress’s eye, we could order...

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Three Little Girls:
That's what we were,
Standing outside the school,
You, me, and her.
I remember how it felt 
When you began to cry,
The weighted look of sadness
Reflecting in your eyes.
You missed the place you'd been before,
Where you had built a life,
And here among such harshness,
You had met...

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When a brainy girl is pretty
She turns a gritty mask
To those who don't know shitty
And always have to ask...

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A poem about infanticide of girls...

"Save Our Sisters!"

Many girls lost, many girls missed
Many girls lost, never to be Ms.
Strings of girls, strands of pearls, 
Gone, gone, gone. Pretty, pretty, girls.
A mother's hug, a sister’s laugh, a daughter’s kiss
Lost, lost, lost. Missed, missed, missed.

Many girls lost,...

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