Best Primping Poems

In the dappled moonlight streaming 
through the window,
just a purple bleed of hues,
hydrangea shadows
melt into the night
and I sense their
lavender stories;
they whisper,
we are the
children
of
Mother Earth.
she...

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Can it truly be
That the existence of you and me
Will be as if it never were
With no him and with no her?

Tell me.

Can it truly...

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December Twenty Seventh 
Of Two thousand and Nine
Is the night I lost my brother
A Best friend of mine

The night two paths were chosen
One for him...

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I await the first light of Dawn,
preening and primping my feathers.
And prepare to catch a thermal
as I soar above the heathers.

A red sun sears the...

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He loved
his sisters and nephews and nieces
his friends, his enemies and Skittles
Neil Young and Hendrix and Dylan
LSU, the Astros, the Saints
crab boils and back-yard basketball
running...

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An Ode to the Necessity of Seduction


She had been primping, preparing,
for these moments of beguilement.
Groomed, long before she began to
blossom, reach her time of coming...

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She impatiently awaits his call, staring at the phone.
She preys with every part of her that he can slip away.
He’s with her, loving her going...

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I am much cuter than those squirrels.
I see them in the morning when they
don’t think anyone is watching,
primping and posing and fluffing
those tails, rubbing their...

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Vying buck running, rutting,
Crying wolf crooning, yowling.
Prowling puppy pouncing poking.
Nipping nuzzling nibbling.

Quirky bug buzzing by,
Funny frog wooing, wowing,
Witty owl winking, primping, 
Blitzing cockcrow crowing.

Morning moon...

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dog
friendly, playful
jumping, barking, rolling
bone, ball, wall, throne
primping, preening, grooming
majestic, haughty
cat...

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A is for angst, the lacerating emotion you spark inside my guts when I think of you…
B is for Bingo…boy did I win at that...

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We all had homemade dresses for prom; well, nearly all of us.
This was back in 1970 while black and white Viet Nam War photos were...

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Primping, grooming, looking good
Like you knew you always should
Without hurtful burns and bruises
You received from all the losers
With forceful hands and anger issues
All your tears...

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When e'er i chance
     to steel a passing glance
     in the mirror hairline fractures appear
than 'afore long
...

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gentle and genuine you are
never thought i would meet a diamond like you
i have too many cuts and bruises in my little area of trust
yet...

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