Best Minces Poems

(Inspired by dance steps from a belly dancing class I once took!)

She rolls her pretty head from side to side
while, raised above her face, are...

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These days, when He watches her, she unconsciously moves 
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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN - Part Four by T. Wignesan


"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could...

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The fact minces my mind; I can barely bear it:
Right now, legions of children are being abused.
I yearn to write of villages and vistas and...

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Darling D,

I know you love poetry
Of Oak tree
Spree..

El Dorado, D
There you sit with Kings
you are a bee of bees
You travel the seven seas
For your prince...

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My uncle his name’s Billy Ray
Flamboyant and openly gay
He minces along
In heels and a thong
His outfits are often risque!

FICTION POEM

7/24/19...

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Cath is totally besotted with her five pussycats,
their cute ears stick out from under blue hats.
She dresses them in brightly colored plastic suits,
and on their...

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In the summer twilight 
A gargoyle silhouette yawns
A rat scuffles with something in 
The lavish undergrowth 
Gravel crunches under foot and
Grasshoppers click their brittle wings

Watered...

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OH! DARLING ONE

Oh, darling, my lovely one;
Oh, darling one
As springtime beauty marches on;
The inviting myths of your loveliness marches on;
And you are the violets;
And you're...

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Liberace: Was he Prince or Princess
The very question delivers winces
  Watch him on You Tube
  His joints sure look lubed
The key is when...

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The one of my heart
this girl is so cheap
speaking so simply
behaving with humility
but when she means it
many times she devours me
the heart I hold she...

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Here is a truth as hard as honed steel,
It cuts like a knife but rolls like a wheel
Approaching with promise of nearness and love,
But slicing...

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She carries home onions in a string bag.
She walks in time-dinged tweed and wilted woolens
She is of age and does not count her days.
She knuckles...

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Those that shove past you, glare and scatter,
That drive the scares, in your wits and slither,
That smile and stare, at things you did master,
And then...

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