Best Shopped Poems

My man was old and battered and was destined for the scrap heap
He’d failed his annual MOT as his many defects ran far too deep
His...

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WHAT THE!!!.........WHO IS THIS???
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'VE BEEN PHOTO SHOPPED???
How could that possibly be?
I only wanted the picture cropped and framed!
You can't really think...

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When I shop for an automobile,
I don’t worry much about speed.
Good mileage per gallon I want.
A van or a truck I don’t need!

So I guess...

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It was a lovely little house.

Built of white painted timber,

with a gabled roof clad in green tin,

it had never been a rich person's house.

It was...

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Youth, ah that most beautiful butterfly. . .
evolving from chrysalis into the most
delicate creature, flitting freely to and fro,
alighting upon fragrant flowers that
capture their eyes...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing

o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,

the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.

A sudden shower would see...

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Mother had me when she was just a young woman,
at birth I was her baby- then her girl;
       ...

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When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We...

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the bright monitor
glares through inky darkness--
a clock ticks

My heart lurches painfully in my chest as my mind tries to process what I'm seeing. My mug...

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I wrote a great book, part memoir, part novel
Shopped it around, I ain’t too proud to grovel
Got kicked upstairs to a big publishing head
He invited...

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MIRROR of MEMORIES



Disappearing into the mirror,
fading slowly from my own thoughts
memories, photo shopped to black,
voices striking chords of longing
for the once known unknown.

Fearfully I gaze...

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Whose Reality

Reality is the new
fantasy
of perception
as reality.

It matters not
what is seen.
What matters is the
perception
of what is seen.

Every observation
must be “photo-shopped”
through the lens
of desired perfection.

It matters...

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I lost my whole family
So I took in a neighbor
I have paid, sold, washed, shopped, cleaned, and done for this neighbor more than anyone in...

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Photo: RIVERVIEW AMUSEMENT PARK
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I knew myself that I gave it all to you. 
My life, my love, my everything is now yours. 
I gave more than anything anyone...

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