Best Leggings Poems

What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor...

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My poem is patterned after John Crowe Ransom's "Blue Girls." I suppose you could call it a parody. His poem appears below mine.


Styling in your...

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Looking at you, they feel lust;
lust for the curves they say you flaunt.
The silver lining visible through your deep neck.
The perfect waist they say,
you show...

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Love in Winter

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I wish I knew how cold summer would be, 
maybe I’d wear long leggings in the pool-
I’d swim with my mittens casually, 
and most likely...

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Some people like keeping up with the Joneses
I do not know any Joneses who could keep up with me
So I have elected to keep up...

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Strutting down York Avenue,
Appearing in a hurry,
His face is beatific,
Showing not a drop of worry.

With one child in his hand grasp
And another at his chest,
He...

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A parting shot

	  Baristas bang to level the grounds
	  Constant caffeinated sounds
	  Murmured speak of 'where to next'?
	  Lonely figures sit...

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Purple Butterflies and Raindrops on Roses

Open my eyes. See the window covered in tiny beads of wet. Hear the raindrops on roses that line the...

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My Fetish. I adore you.
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We are at the junction of the Little River and the Ottawa River,
journeying into the Canadian wilderness by canoe, the
paddles...

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Learning to Love Myself

Slowly, very slowly, am I coming to terms with how I look
My double-chinned face, my flabby arms, my stomach.
I think to myself...

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Morning... the child awakes, 
steps lightly 'cross the threshold of his front yard. 
Windows of the mansion o'er the glen ablaze 
with sparkling brilliance draw...

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All I Know about Hinduism

Squealing,
I adorned myself 
with bangles
which followed my suit 
as they clinked.
Combing my hair 
and placing flowers
they contained the same level of...

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To be a woman, there is a lot of wonder
There are lots of beauty secrets to ponder
That goes beyond the powder
That breathes the living power

Leggings...

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