Best Glossed Poems

POTW 1 Oct 2018

Gossip about her
swept the school yard through
“Hey if you’ve got what it takes 
There’s this girl named Sue
For a pack of smokes
or a drink or two
She’ll kiss you ~ she’ll please you
like no other girl can do”

Her fuchsia glossed lips
Matched the colour...

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She drifts in radiance
waking nightfall with palette's hues,
tresses of amber flames drip of vibrant
sensation… and so, in the glide
of  July nestling on grass and bouquets,
she waltzes through moon’s notes
with a luster of desire, bursting
into sheer madness on my glossed skin…

Oh how she flickers more...

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"Tease for Two"



“Ein bisschen Zucker 
mit Ihrer Sahne, Sir?“

German accent 
smoky toned 
she purred

Periwinkles suavely winked, 
then played with his -

cufflinks

“Not now Schvee Tart” 
he said holding his attache tight 
looking across the room
grinning Lupine Blues

a slight smile on his lips,
bemused,

“Service calls, 
her name is...

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"Bonjour, in the cocktail woods"
I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon, 
With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon
Sprinkling love of french perfumed spells and cocoa mystique,
Flickering in neon scented star seeds of rose-glossed antique

For, I'm the fragrant fluorescence of pure...

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Dawn gently woke the sun on this humid morn
He yawned with splayed fingers of tepid light
dappling brown cattails along the lake's edge
and golden wings of a dragonfly ready for flight

A tint of rich ochre glossed over the water
suddenly rippled by strokes of a bull frog
and...

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   “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn  

Time has an interesting 
way of revealing 
riveting narratives,
embossed within ivory 
clams in raven letters,
perhaps, it is the 
crippling kismet,
that dahlia dreamers are 
shackled by society’s 
sanctimoniousness,...

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Child , stand up
Clothes deemed unfashionable
by followers with no individuality
Kinky locks not straight enough
according to those with no self realization
The stiffness in your tongue bearing testament
to your mother tongue, to which they laugh at, why?

You're Mahogany, sanded and buffed
well crafted and glossed to a high...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty
Grudges and childish jealousies -
Ably demonstrated by various
Patchworks of shabbily constructed
And hastily planted defences!

Seated high in our remote eyries
We watch...

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My shoulders drag through whirls of crescent night 
under a wooden bridge this heart retains,
a pile of thickened ash 
where reason hangs on edge, hollow the veins.
Above a skyline, a deep madness roars
oh, patience grows thin along slithered bends 
that I, in deep thought grope
for...

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Our stroll in night rain
fascinates my breaths anew,
when lark calls a melody
I find today, tomorrow in you.

Chorus:
Not even blooms or night rain,
could endure her lasting charm
that adorns glossed eyes 
with love-light,so deeply warm.

And every morn evergreen
every sigh touched by sweet dew,
falls gently on air- brushed...

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A confession
bursts from your full lips
Almost against your will:
“I’m hungry ….
I'm hungry for you.”

I speak in seductive smile soliloquy.
My cherry glossed lips pa rt,
gushing out this succulent response:
“Come, my hungry boy.
Come and eat.

From appetizer to desert
Gluttony’s Creed is freed in me
Take time to t~a~s~t~e
From chocolate...

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As chandeliers drip ‘round the hall
Bouquets' scent wafts through night’s affair.
In gown of lace she sways with flair
Until her man bows ,to enthrall
A glide of waltz into soft flight,
Where other pairs hope to find bliss
On firefly steps, perhaps a kiss
That her arms fling to breath’s...

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Forest of stars all clad in jade
Varnishing buds with hints of cream,
As magic weaves through sky’s brocade.
      ...

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Often, people think themselves as objects
like remodeled decor hyped for exhibition...
they wear glittered masks and live
in the affirmation of others through false pride,
consumed  by society's materialistic demands.
I notice pretentious vogue glossed with aging skin : 
and when compelled to be like them—
ballroom furniture and...

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As winter twigs drift from the oak
And in between, the flakes evoke
The pulsing bid  of snow's adieu, 
While lilies wake from a glossed hue.

Then petals frolic in lush grace
Enhancing the aisles with rich displays;
That when at last, in twirls content
Spring bursts into full view,...

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