Best Red Faces Poems

On the starting grid for the zimmer frame races
Ready to put themselves through their paces
No cheating girls -  don’t go tying shoelaces
Or there will be embarrassed  red faces

Lined up on the starting grid
Prize is a cuppa and a quid

ON YOUR MARKS..
GET SET
GO SLOWWWWWWWWWW
But...

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Anacondas crush to pieces
Bisons sport long shaggy hair
Cheetahs are the fastest species
Dolphins leap into the air
Elephants have large incisors
Fennec foxes, ears like Spock
Great white sharks unnerve the divers
Hyenas are laughing stock
Indris is a type of monkey
Jaguars are fast and strong
Kangaroos are tall and clunky
Llamas' necks...

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Apache, the Ndee, "the people" of Arizona and other States
Blackfoot, the Siksika, whose painted red faces we can relate

Cheyenne, the Tsitsistas, meaning relatives of the Cree
Dakota Sioux, the Dakota, meaning little snakes in Ojibwe

Euchee, or Yuchi, are the "children of the sun"
Fox, the Meskwaki, eventually...

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Pub in Yorkshire with stout and ale aplenty. 
Red faces sweating with alcohol's influence. 
Singing fine songs in reverie and ecstasy. 
Salivating at arrival of that succulent essence. 

Tender juicy slices of beef covered with gravy. 
A splendour when touched by crispy bubbling pudding. 
Roast...

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Apache, the Ndee, "the people" of Arizona and other States
Blackfoot, the Siksika, whose painted red faces we can relate

Cheyenne, the Tsitsistas, meaning relatives of the Cree
Dakota Sioux, the Dakota, meaning little snakes in Ojibwe

Euchee, or Yuchi, are the "children of the sun"
Fox, the Meskwaki, eventually...

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Waving poppies, ruffled by the summer breeze, look up 
At the deep sky and warm sun, pillows of clouds gentle 
Contrast to the green below and the scattered red faces 
With soul black eyes. Children’s voices ring like distant bells, 
The sounds of happiness and...

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Knocking on doors,
Collecting wood,
Penny for the "Guy",
All was good.
Catherine wheels,
Whistling rockets,
Treacle toffee,
Stuffed in pockets,
Every neighbour,
From our street,
Deadly rip raps,
Dance at your feet,
Charcoal spuds,
Potato pie,
Kids with sparklers,
And big bright eyes.
Dancing flames,
What a sight,
Teenagers with air-bombs,
Gave grannies a fright.
Trays of Parkin,
Black Peas galore,
Bonfire Night,
Was never a bore.
Rosy...

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They always said I was "special" or useless,
full of excuses, slow to learn but my wit had a quickness,
so I decided to embrace my uniqueness,
and look at me now leaving people speechless.

They challenge me and their ego decreases,
they think I'm an easy target all blonde...

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“One more word, just one more word!’’ before I start to break,

I feel the anger rising up, I tremble and I shake.

I try to think it’s not their fault, their only little kids,

But it isn’t enough to stop the anger breaking through the lid.

I leap...

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Two cowboys hungry and exhausted
weren't ready to challenge the canyons ahead;
one complained, " We need water! " The other yelled,
 " We must be vigilant and alert,
we need sleep! " Indians are treacherous and wild! "  
They wait for us towards sunset! "
" I...

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A cacophony of sounds, all jumbled together
   Random notes, dissonance everywhere

Violin bows saw the air lazily, effortlessly
   Then furiously, chins pressed hard to instruments

Flautists' lips wistfully poised above the holes
   In a flash, diving deep into spritely melodies
 
Trombonists'...

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Silver bells





Soulful kids play merrily in busy streets,
Iridescent glow on little red faces,
Longing to buy favourite candies,
Vibrant colours of frills on trees,
Eventually it is Christmas time!
Remember  those last year gifts?

Bells rhyme with dancing melodies,
Evening decor is worth a cherish,
Love this fragrance of festivity,
Loud will...

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White old men are kind
White old men are divine
White old men are my brothers
White old men are inviting me to supper
White old men are my dream
White old men are very clean
White old men want to kiss my lips
White old men want me to suck their...

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Why when leaves are dying their glory grades of green, red and gold adorn the world

yet when humans die their skins already start to fall apart; blue veins deepen,

brown liver spots increase and mauve red faces show pain and denial, hope or 

acceptance of their...

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Is there any escape 
from noise?
A crash, a rattle, a spoon in a cup
No rest for the wicked
Insistent buzzing piled up

Blaring horns
Lighted signs
Engines screaming in ears
So many angered red faces
Social media fears

To sit idle and quiet 
Zazen tonic for nerves
An improbable concept 
Driven on life’s...

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