Best Strapless Poems

Dinner at eight 

Winter soup and roast 

both ready
 
A candle lit 

 table for two 

An empty vase 

without any flowers 

My welcome carpet...

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She was all that and much more
  The child with the smiles and the braids
    White dresses, friendly nods and compliancy
...

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I light a candle and in its flutter
open envelopes,
each one holds a piece of your past

I make old stories fly.

A child's ringlets
bounce in a mirror
new...

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She Wrote To Me

My secret lover I left you 5 years ago I could not take it anymore I had 
to fill my emptiness without...

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Shades of Grey

Happiness can fade away
I change the way I feel today
These Shades of Grey in yesterday 
These Shades of Grey in yesterday

Her echoes "Take...

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Yesterday I found myself slumped
into the saddest of trenches,
for no particular reason
other than a new moon cycle.
Instead of flopping myself
in my studio’s armchair to write,
I...

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1. Dimple under left eye, apply air brush.
2. Extend her legs, more voluptuous. Add 4 inches from ankle to knee cap.
3. You know...I'm just not...

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Is this the weekend, by the way?
           (I always think it’s Saturday!)
   ...

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Oscars

Oscars night is here again,beautiful women and gorgeous men.
Play acting is what they do on the silver screen for me and you.
Some will win some...

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Hanging is too good for them, 
Should cut their danglies off.
Use a rusty jigsaw blade,
They’d be afraid to cough.
Our great Judicial system, 
with infinite foresight,
Ignores...

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Upcountry sky gloomed darker, charcoal
as the end of summer sparking fall.
Any ridgetop beckons lightning –
distant thunder – or was it applause?
For she was strapless, bride-white...

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When she was six years old,
she tried to make her hair look like 
how a friend’s did in school
but her coils wouldn’t kink anymore.
Her mama...

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The Librarian

She polished her soft curved buttocks on my suede overcoat
And the smell of her ginseng breath made me stop
And raise my head
Losing my place...

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Sitting under a generous eucalyptus tree
It's vibrant feet buried under dark gray moist
Ground. Its pendulum branches bending toward the
bubbly melodious canal; allowing the thin silvery
finger-like...

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Please don’t make a big deal about my birthday she said.
When you get to a certain age, you don’t want recognition.
She was wearing a pointed...

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