Best Plumps Poems

the unzipped match —
a flame that heats the tips of fingers,
those sensitive appendages
that linger,
upon the cheek,
the whiskers.

erogenous zones touched by the flame,
like candles arouse
compatible birthday suits.

the cherry red matchstick
plumps up her lips
making them magnetic.

his lips and ruby tongue
pulled into
the black hole of her being.

their own...

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He speaks for the uprooted.
A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha.
He who interprets
the conferences of frogs,
the unpublished works
of kestrels and voles.

He’s an advocate for the underbelly
of a microbial heaven, for every kind
of uncouth animalcule.

Ancient is he, yet as fresh as tomorrow,
in green ponds he fishes...

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She's only seventeen
Eyes of warm blue ice…  
a sky with clouds of pearl
Kindness peeks out, 
empathy for the whole world
Ebony lashes, concealing,
revealing, in a graceful fan
Flickering glimpses of
 this strong woman within
Youth plumps and smooths
 dandelion dusted skin, 
That only glows a golden bronze...

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A small advance party scouted the valley high,
The rest,
In a ba,
Massed on the ocean nigh,
Not towering creatures with spindly hairs,
Nor mountains of bellows with rumbles of bears,
But endless splotched
Like cotton from cats,
Plumps and hunky
Like so many rats,
These clouds rolled by
In a playful parade,
Summer chasing Summer,
Turtle...

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A bluebird sits in the old pine tree,
dressed in blue for the jubilee.
He plumps his feathers for the show, 
(he's an absolute Romeo.)
He hears the other birds complain,
But Bluebird's there to entertain.
He ignores the jealous looks,
his name will be in storybooks.
Bluebird's soft lilt and rolling...

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Whomever a woman chooses is the king.
No table round will ever square the thing.
All knights have equal access to the bread,
Even the stout are adequately fed;
Each squire gets equal pay for equal knighting.

Then Guinevere unsheathes the distaff lightning,
Uncoils her hair, so lustrous and inciting,
Plumps her...

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Only one
of my assets
qualifies
as glory crown.
Pampered hair
plumps my ego
and has drained my pockets dry.

Permanents,
dyes and rinses,
cuts and sets
salon shampoos,
never missed
hair appointments,
as if it matters at end..

6/15/12

Crown of my Body..A Whitney contest...

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Confessions of lust
In death’s sweet crust
Of poisoned fruit
Deceiving the just

Silky smooth skin
The secrets within
The veiled mushroom stem
Not outside but in

Fruit on a cage
Wither with age
Yet memory plumps
In youths' first page

Passion still lives
Forgets and forgives
Even if life
Leaves the crust
On a plate...

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It doesn’t matter if I ruined myself from intoxication, 
even for a moment, as long as I can get drunk from 
the wine named arrogance.

Although arrogance is the robe so colorful 
that it blinds ordinary man accustomed only to a quiet color 
and it’s conspicuous...

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BIRTH

Just all of a sudden
From nowhere it seems
This fresh    new force invades the eye
Circles the iris
Plumps the breast
Rides the living vein
Taking on its own peculiar color and natural voice
Thence to mind
Joining those unsolved mysteries
Finally    only to be given up
With...

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For Timothy Lee, the best of me


Meeting you was my ultimate life lift.
Loving you is my cherished, precious gift.

Your unique ways still dizzy me love high.
Just as yesteryear, passion plumps my sigh.

My first sight of you bounced feel in my chest.
Each year grows my passion...

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If
Wren
designs
six abodes-
his wife plumps just one....

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Creations Facts of Life

The earth in living glory hears each man’s pine.
Mortal life upon his ground fears unfaithful woes.
Each mundane task upon the dirt molds soul’s refine.
Then, he turns from man to dust, seeking heaven’s glow.

Meanwhile, wind winds its way across the land and seas.
Wreaking...

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Blue skys falling faces above the clouds.
  Grey,yet the image of musty blue covers the sea
  Pulky green plumps uplifting,merged across the ocean
  Wings  across the golden sunset and lite blue sky.
  Imprints of an dusty angel ,yellow titnted,sparkling into...

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Old age
Threatening near
Wrinkles on forehead
Lines on corners of eye
Netted crosses on cheeks
Plumps of fat
On protruding belly
Double chins
Hanging loose
Shrivelled hands and fingers
Resemble those of a cold blooded animal
Clumsy legs 
Staggering
Sinking eyes
Dimming
Exhausted brain
Confusing
A complicated world
A bleak future
For every oldie 
And it comes only once...

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