Best Tweed Poems

Look deep within these loosely-woven layers to find
primeval land with ocean, sky and wind entwined,
skilled hands and eyes of generations gone before
and peat smoke mingling...

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Italian restaurant; pasta and wine - red, like the eyes of a bat,
Screeching from a cave, dark as the eyes of a snowman,
Coal plucked from...

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You were leaning over the rustic, wooden bridge.

Elements of a cold autumn eve approaching.
I just was entranced by the sea of you.
Black full hair, corduroy...

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There was no finer detective than Inspector Thaddeus Tweede of Scotland Yard!
He was most astute in solving crimes and could quickly detect a fake canard!
He...

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HEROES

Near somber guards, units of children heap 
dead leaves, naive to any else fallen.
Friend, you chuckle, but your posture speaks
of duty on this day of...

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She leads her army up and down,
two sides of Main Street, and is found
companioned by three basset hounds.
They follow, closely, at her heels
like foundlings gathered...

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Loom
Weaver
Together
With warp and weft,
Turns yarn to fabric
Fashioned by designer
Driven by the customer
Jacquard, Harris Tweed, Dobby Weave,
This practical creation of love
Conceived from the form of the...

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*spot poetry: Written in 15 minutes or less about any random subject.

Betwixt
Betwined
Beneath the tweed
lay the nasty pin
It pierced my toe without a need
My foot had...

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The scent of linen,
Slacks, creams, leather. Mellow tunes.
Soft muted bustle.

	We move promptly to our quest.
	In the purse, Mom’s hard won cash.
 ~
The shoe department...
Always with...

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Gee, how we blame our culture for starting this!
Oh, how ignorant can we be!
We blame men as evil and macho?
Yet we drooled when younger over...

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Crannies in Time 

Resting beneath a pile of silken scarves and soft kid gloves -
Hatboxes filled with old tweed caps, cuff links bearing long lost...

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ANTIDISESTABLISHMENTARIANISM (acrostic)

A lthough I’ve attempted some difficult and
N eddlesome poems in my decades of writing,
T he ultimate challenge had to be an acrostic
I n which...

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Dad Revisited

RIP 1924-2015


Last night I sat up in bed and prayed a little longer,
I asked god to send dad back for just one more ...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely open and wide prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages...

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for my beautiful Mary Kate

Bubble and double, trouble and toil;
Smell the kettle as it starts to boil.
Rack-ety frack-ety, goopity-goop;
The witch stirs in liver, a toad,...

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