Best Matronly Poems

My flower
My precious flower
The flower that gave out many flowers
Flowers including me.
You were my flower
Yes, the mother flower
The flower that withered without been sick.

I knew one day we might depart
You first or me
But I never thought of you
Just departing so fast, so easily, so silently
Without...

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FOGGY NIGHT  ©

The white orb, saturated with 
tidal flows, peers through the 
veil. 

A ghost ship slips up the fog 
laden channel. 

Night gulls. sing with strident cries 

fog seeps in, the tide rolls out, 
day is gone, the night creeps on.

Trees, dressed in...

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Halloween Moon Crabs


A tide rises to leave behind hundreds of tossed colourful halloween moon crabs to stroll

Craving social connections like homeless souls furtively hunting their unsown roots

Celtic calendar hides matronly lunar freeing guised children and bodiless souls

Five more years for the halloween moon, till then...

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Small  furry, stripy, cuddly puss makes
Lots of noise as the early dawn breaks
And so the reluctant household wakes.
“Get out of bed now,
Come down and feed us for all our sakes,
We’re on our last miaow.”

The household can but do as it’s told,
This tabby cat is...

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The colors in your sweater
do not grow here
but bloom without regard
in the mirror of your cheeks

 
We ran with arching strides
through seas of igneous poetry
written for our electric white lashes
Our layers of sturdy bone

 
And yes, there were times
we nearly escaped the snap of the...

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 Unmeant meanings

	Words keep watch
				
      their eyes in the empty spaces
                             ...

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Life is a combination of different strata and classes
with the upper classes feeding on the states of the lower
which is the usual, displayed in most societies and cultures
and such a web between nations even more complex and sticky.
The developed massively profits on the developing
sustaining such...

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Not too many decades out of college
I finally landed my first full-time job,
as a White House speech writer.

I know,
you would expect
I would not start at the top
and then claw
and grab
and snatch my way to the less immoral bottom
of a Certified EcoTherapist career ladder,
but apparently the...

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Diminishing virtues stripped away
From the flesh
By the fierce brined rods that freely 
Course thy hot crimson blood; 
Dry cracked lips attempting to
Fashion broken words of compliance
That so must needs to be spoken...
But...Ohhh, Meretrix...
My foolish and innocent child -
If you but only could!

Consider, Meretrix,..humility!
To which pleasure...

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Elegant
Reliable
Matronly
Adorable

Worthy
Indifferent
Loyal
Loving
Energetic
Non-judgmental
Entertaining

Never sad
Endless love
Wonderful
Educated
Level-headed
Lovely...

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Rome was always a playground for me,
Where lovely girls thronged around the streets:
The Fontana dei Trevi where people threw coins
Hoping they would revisit enchanting Rome,
Or on the Spanish stairs amid the delicate flowers
Exuding fragrant perfumes of purple roses, 
Delicate dianthus or scented-leaf geraniums.

There she sat,...

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Spring equinox arrives March 20th, 2023 at 5:24 PM

Despite what outside temperature registers
(even absolute zero), the official arrival
of spring occurs, when thee eel hip tic
of coe phish hunt holy Mackerel
becomes tangential to barenaked ladies 
barren ass hymn tote, 
hoochie mama hottie 
presenting strip the willow...

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I met Elizabeth
during my flirtation with English Literature in 1963. 
Another lesbian, 
pretty blonde with 
soft hands and beautiful legs. 
I used to pick up Elizabeth 
at the counselling center 
where she was trying to be cured. 
When the university found her out
they hinged expulsion...

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Montague Middleton’s matronly mother made marvellous munchy meringues 
Montague Middleton’s most massive midriff made many a menu mistake
Montague Middleton met many maidens; Mother made mincemeat of most
Montague Middleton’s mother maintained, “Men mustn’t marry Miss ‘Fake’.”

Montague Middleton met Molly Milton, many men ‘met’ Molly more
Montague Middleton...

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A kiss… A kiss… What is a kiss?
Depends on whom you ask. 
Some can be just wonderful.
Then, some can be a task.

Soft, loving lips taste so sweet
To lovers when they meet.
But, matronly aunts and little boys...
It takes acrobatic feats.

When one is just a kisser
And the...

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