Best Haute Couture Poems

I want a piece of chocolate cake
Oh and a delicious piece of cherry pie
I want a piece of that place called Fort Knox
With all those...

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 - breath blushes blue between us ...

you ask the question
THAT question
so, you're requesting rationality, lucidity
when you stand before me dressed in pure starlight
ONLY starlight,...

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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay
  yet from the east caravans again fill its
pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith

malls rise...

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They ply themselves to sculpting,
to fingernails and foie-gras,
those crafty cutters, carving, trimming.

Creations to delight the senses,
a dab of blush or sauce bearnaise,
a final glance, she's...

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Fall season is a favored time of year
when leaves irradiate their aurum cheer.

Custard colors cloak paths with brilliantine
while misty breezes tease the woods to sheen.

A...

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In a sense everything is a seed of it's successor
The universe is change, life is judgement
Those aren't my words, they're a famous author
The rest of...

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Since the bloody Battle of Hastings
When 'Arold got killed by French Bill
We've seen an endless invasion of French
And I've just about had my fill

Don't we...

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Don't cover me with a mantle of glitter
For a circus parade that flaunts
A pretentious kaleidoscopic dream,
Where I am tricked to enchant an audience
Paying hard-earned bills...

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Unquotable quotes: Fashion modeling with an eye on footballers – XXVII

Isn’t “haute couture” like “cordon bleu cuisine”? Both equally edible? You still have to pull...

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"Haute Desiderata" 

things of beauty
drip off bodies
transitory

le rêve privé
vague veil 
reveals desiderata

transparent
magical
pomp

exotique
automaton
idle idol walk

robotic
sensuous 
cool and vacant 

such beauty 
drips off bodies
transitory desiderata

elusive
illusory 
birds of...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 29

At last O Children of the Mother Contrées*
Roll out the red carpets for High Potentates
The hour of glory...

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There across the wind rides my silly pride 
The very sound of my regret voice caresses my bones
Fate never assumes 
As bad luck so fumes...

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Prince Harry’s to wed Meghan Markle
Her dress, see it shimmer and sparkle
What I can’t understand…
It cost fifty-six grand
No wonder there’s such a debacle!

Inspired by another...

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Elie Saab creates haute couture
For women who are silm, demure

It’s not for rolly polly me
With little bulges you can see

Elie Saab is my hero bright
He...

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They ply themselves to sculpting,
designer gowns, Delmonicos, 
those crafty artistes, tasting, trimming.

Excesses to delight the senses,
silks and satins, sauces bearnaise
distinguished by their excellence.

Haute couture or...

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