Best Spruced Poems

Pop (corn) Music


Introduction

It’s time to dance, time to tango
There’s a Canadian on the banjo
When he sees the guitar strings
Jack’s mirth grows soaring wings;
As he scans...

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Unquotable Quotes VIIIL : SEXUAL HARASSMENT* - the feminist kind

(*”aggressive pressure or intimidation”: Is it really “any different” in most cases in the act, judging...

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Bluebird…pretty little bluebird, see

all the budding Spring…beautiful 

chiming of melody and spruced up

leaves, shiny and thriving, dewdrop

tingling. Bluebird, come and see -

give us a sweet...

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And Mama pins laundered sheets on the clothesline
Raising her creamy arms with a hum,
Gentle against  tainted bricks  of our wall
Right in front of...

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The rivers are racing with a glee of free morning stampede today
carrying the currency of silted centuries and the cool silk of the wind's summer...

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Santa Baby won't you give me some candy tonight
Santa Baby won't you let sit on your lap snuggle 
Up close and kiss goodnight

Santa Baby I...

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In the blink of an eye and remorse far away
Your wavering heart blistered away my loving years

Your verbal pleasantries seem to mock 
Your artful facade...

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Our excitement to have you in our life
That you deserve a regal retreat inside our house
This once dark room spruced up with chic bedroom

With soaring...

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Down where the wisteria blossoms 
Tall pines release their pollen
Oak tassels paint the woods spring-green
And winter is most forgotten

Cars and trucks go in a flurrie
Scurrie...

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Now kicked off the warm spot on the bed where I had been
it's time to watch my owner going through his dawn routine.
Mouth wide in...

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All aboard the conductor roared
Gripping the puce spruced rolling caboose
At starboard some people snored
While shaking loose foul gastric juice
But to port was a snort
From a...

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Christmas as a kid
Oh, how blessed I have been
To have had such a childhood!
So rife with wonderful Christmas memories

That they tumble in my mind like...

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The children shot rockets painting the heavens in psychedelic colours
And showers of fluorescent rainbow colours came dancing down
The air burst with thunderous rumblings of crackers...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 29

At last O Children of the Mother Contrées*
Roll out the red carpets for High Potentates
The hour of glory...

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Limerick croisés : Once our Senorita from Sevilla – 11

Once our Senorita from Sevilla
Shed tears for Don Carlo in Opera
Touched by Verdi in heart
Present in...

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