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Roll Up the Rim
The contest came on yesterday
to roll your rim again.
The time going into rolling them
from here to there and then.

To win a prize for certainty.
The odds at six to one.
Just knowing that I'm drinking all
to up until there's none.

The winners often coming back
to get their fill...

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Categories: roll up, anniversary, celebration, longing,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Roll Up Those Shirk Sleeves
For my family members
    Holidays over
    It's back to work
  Duties, tasks, orders no more to shirk  

  As for me, I reckon
    More retirement beckons
    Yawns, naps, googling away
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Categories: roll up, retirement, work,
Form: Rhyme
Roll Up
ROLL UP
I can’t go down
In time replenish
Seek refill the void
A vacuum in existence
Bungling energies crumble
Like a young seedling break
I can’t pay
That in introspects adventure relish
Of time it could have been
It won’t be any nostalgia, perhaps
I will not take that road
destined to the midst nay
Since an...

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Categories: roll up, childhood, destiny,
Form: Prose

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Quatrain-Roll-Up
The artist-poet
lives out loud
with words and pictures
that attract a crowd

after Zola's dictum

see the first of my ekphrasis/art series
www.vermeersgirls.blogspot.com...

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Categories: roll up, art, on writing and
Form: Quatrain
Roll Up: Roll Over
In her words I find ore
Of grace through which I shore

And as the mix is deep, it gives ores
On which we ride our desire as horse

To make deposit bless her fish's roe
Making me feel better being her only hero

And as well; my heart: forever hers
Leaving...

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Categories: roll up, art, best friend, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
Roll up Roll up
Roll up, roll up, and take your seat,
Enjoy the show, it's bittersweet.
The world we know is upside down,
But the circus has arrived in town.

No charge or an admission fee,
For politics, the seats are free.
The ringmaster he cracks his whip,
A Prime Minister and his premiership.

With a...

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© Sean Wilde  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: roll up, anger, betrayal, corruption, political,
Form: Rhyme



Roll Up My Sleeves
I got to roll up my sleeves 
And go to work
Even though at times I simply don’t want to
There is no choice
Says a voice
I got to do what I got to do 
For work pays bills and keeps you alive
I have rolled up my sleeves...

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Categories: roll up, work,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things