Best Primp Poems

PRIMP and PREEN



Passersby’s halt, they fear to walk by, to fall to this feline
in her prime. No moggie is she who’s primped and preened
in contemplation...

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For Brother Jacob, our fellow poet,
who lives his life
real and true to the call of God:

COME INTO MY HOUSE LORD

Come into my house Lord.
Anoint my...

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I'll hold this place for her loving faintly-
fragile, and tepid outer layer veils so thinly
a gorgeous core shining bright and quietly
  Her eyes say...

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I saw you looking in the mirror again today
You can’t seem to go past one 
Without taking a second glance
Your own image seems to impress...

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Adrift upon the ocean  
bob a bunch of resting birds.
What is it that they call themselves?
A flock or school or herd?

Could it be this...

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The Borg have nothing on the bees;
they act as a collective mind.
Instead of dominating worlds,
They leave a better place behind.

A bee’s life, rather short and...

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will I awaken
               tears?
     struggling, uncomfortably
 ...

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Who is that woman
That follows me around
She mimics everything I do
But she doesn't make a sound
She looks somewhat like me
 More mature I must confess
Although...

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Lauren Hill slow songs thrill,

they pop like a fast moving pill,

I am flopped on top of a junk food bill,

and running with a skunk who...

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Those condescending Royals in their pristine
garden, primp and preen among the other flowers.  
Their porcelain pale skin so fragile; they make
a wide berth, around...

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Another spring is almost upon us
Blossoms blooming with no fuss
Creation springs into action,
Death to winter is spring’s reaction

Elegance and splendor abounds	
Fueling natures beautiful sounds
Grass so...

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I'm a flower; I stand tall and primp for the world to see,
As a blooming princess, I incur both acclaim and glory.

Shaking shyly under a...

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I finally hit 70, a widow.
      Dating, maybe I'll get thrown a bone.
       ...

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I watch you as you watch you
As you lift and twist, pose and preen
In billows of shampoo scented steam
I see into your privacy
Your warts and...

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Dark shadows akin to edge of night 
affected by massive infestation of
     Drosophila melanogaster light
(scientific name as
    ...

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