Best Posing Poems

You penny-posing loafer
You’re worn, through and through
Like us, puh-lease say we’re over 
Before I fly-salt your food

You’re worn, through and through
Like the new burn-holes in your pants?
Before I fly-salt your food,
Why not leave as I passively ask?

Like the new burn-holes in your pants,
The gap between...

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just when she proudly posed as a puffing magic dragonette 

the bubble burst and a shiny sword punctured vulnerable skin

pierced the façade and made her reveal true person and posture

	I can’t hold this together without compromise

a circle to be squared with fumes of empty promise...

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Monarch butterfly
a silent stained-glass statue
lights on wild flowers....

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in improbable scenarios I like to prance about
filtered to the max with an enormous pout
my fingernails are fake and so are my giant boobs
I'm promoting useless product that I will never use 
I'll say anything to get more followers on the ‘gram 
I’m a narcissist...

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 POSING FOR JOHN SINGER SARGENT

ruby red velvet
exquisite gown, silver shoes
snow white countenance
pinched red cheeks, ebony hair
Mrs. Hugh Hammerslay smiles

8/5/2020...

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Donald impersonating
a nice guy publisher right 
after my accident traumatic 
brain injury car bomb attack 
he followed me to book stores 
ice cream shops art museum 
obsessed with my poetry my 
manuscript i was writing about 
my uncle bob satterfield the 
boxer he was so...

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What is the secret of your smile
That seems so fearful to be free? 
(My culture tries so hard
To show a cheerful face.) 

Perhaps you would deny your joy
(Sharing the Chinese belief
That the Gods can be jealous
Of human happiness
Or any other way
That we approach perfection) ?...

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bent frames
      smudgy lenses
      precariously
      resting on
      an aristocratic
      nose
      unkempt!
    ...

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Rose! Last one of the season!
It goes without reason,
that no prose could do this right.
The delicate little pose it shows in daylight,
is what everybody really knows; autumn's beacon!...

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G-irl posing in the meadow
I-s enjoying her birthday; 
E-arly nineteenth January, 
L-ight takes the dark
A-way.

O-ne posing in the meadow
R-ises above the crowd; 
I-t's a beautiful Thursday, 
L-etting her become proud.
L-ong cold chill disappears, so does the Wednesday sorrow; 
A-nother morn meets the girl posing in...

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