Best Spruced Up Poems

Unquotable Quotes VIIIL : SEXUAL HARASSMENT* - the feminist kind

(*”aggressive pressure or intimidation”: Is it really “any different” in most cases in the act, judging by Hollywood standards?)

STOP: ARREST ALL GIRLS
 - standing with legs apart on street-corners
 - sitting with knees exposed on bar...

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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 twiddle dee dee.

It’s Spring so alive with canopy skies

and the happiness thriving with seeds

springing up - buttercup daffodils,

roses, posies, forsythia...

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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 this  grassy yard…
My velvet dress  all spruced up
Fragrant, pressed by morn’s daylight
On  luster of mid-autumn:
I observed and...

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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 need some Christmas lovin' you see
Santa Baby how neat that you came in a box
Spruced up just for me..

Santa Baby...

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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 peaked ceiling overlooking your bedroom
The wall with trompe l’oeil effect that’s how you furbished our life
Fixed window overlooking vast vistas...

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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 a quiet miaow, I can almost see his supper
Brown stain dribble on his chin from that last midnight cuppa.
Limbs stretched...

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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 needles from an evergreen ...
Making cookies with Mom
Especially the gingerbread men, with raisins for buttons and eyes
Snow angels with friends...

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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 and fireworks
Happiness cast its glow on joyous faces on the festival of lights

The house was spruced up and decorated with...

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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 at Champs–Elysées

Cry not from Eiffel Tower 2C degrés
Temperature rises end of century, Mates
At last O Children of the Mother Contrées

Streak...

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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 Phillip’s Court
She could give her life for Isabella !

Oh ! How she cursed the Princess Eboli
Denounced hers-Inquisitor’s treachery
Upped her seat...

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P.O.E.m 2013

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Pretoria isn't far from Soweto yet
Earth's curve still hid each from the other
As blind eyes denied the other's pride
Colored only, European only - apartheid
Eradicated, chance for understanding

Only blood and bombs could determine
***** and white would kill or unite

Events can tangent to unexpected turns
And lead...

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It's easy to do nothing,
As the years pass, to your house.
"It looks okay" - a maxim
Many homeowners espouse.

But if, at last, the motivation
Strikes and you proceed, 
You may discover some improvement's
What you really need.

A paint job, new appliances,
Replacements for your chairs,
A spruced-up garden and a...

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When at five-thirty
In the rubbed-eye haziness
Of ferreting lonesome night walks
The camera-eye refugee
Asleep in the half wakefulness
Of the hour
Peers out of his high turbanned sockets:
Hyde Park's through road links
London's diurnally estranged couple -
The Arch and Gate.

   When at five-thirty
The foot falls gently
Of the vision...

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Hillbilly VP JD Vance
Surely hails from bad circumstance
Though spruced up by Yale
He acts much too male
To hide the wee lance in his pants


Note: Many other misogynists share this issue (DT, EM, 19 year-old college drop out Rye Country Day School wimp "Big Balls", etc). ...

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Imagination reminds me of things I dare not remember
No idea if they happened or not
Certainly not swirling in pinks and oranges
the way I wanted things to do, amid black and white stripes
I was a modern era woman who adores the mixing of dots and stipes

No...

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