Best Velour Poems

Twinkling stars confetti the night,
conjuring a magical sight.
And a molten moon starts to glow
in the blackness of outer space.
Held in night's ebony embrace
Luna's light gilds...

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Scarlett thought she was promised permanent security. 
Satchels of resilience bound her fragile wrists. 
Woodland deities hailed her.
Underworld demons feared her.
The curious townsfolk simply stood...

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Ashamed to avow my sins,
A burden mine alone to bear,
Broken beyond repair,
Baptized in gold to fill the cracks,
Restless nights, Velour gowns turning to sacks
No amount...

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The lamp outside my lodgings cut through fog of dirty grey,
I donned my coat and hat ready to start another day.
The sound of hooves on...

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Sublimity ...
Bandit of my breath

Summer blond tresses, pure
Splashed with amber bands, aglow

Slowly twisting down to soft, stretchy curls
Bouncing on your shoulders with heavenly mirth

Like a...

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Velour petals of ruby red
scent of perfume upon the air;
visions swim inside my head
a cascading vine of roses fair.

Imbued with grace of angels
defense against wilder...

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I love mornings that start out simply like this
         filling me with tidings of rambling walking bliss
...

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She blinks like citrine glazed along hillsides,
Dahlia of midnight flaunts without guilt
As palette of amber strokes lustrous glides ;
To waltz evening with her bohemian lift.

Flow,...

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IT’S A MAD WORLD In a Lancashire Accent.

I went to the Confectioners today, there was a long queue outside, a metre apart, and it had...

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Disjointed beings beg the questions – still
an ashen horse delivers what is owed.
Decisions kneel before compassion’s will,
to stop and help a turtle cross the road.

To...

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"Come closer, you kids, let me tell you a story:
now you all see that there morning glory? Well
that was the blue of this little boy's...

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Ooo there’s the Blue one!
Or the Orange and that Red!
Or the Yellow like the sun!
And the one under my bed..
Each waiting to be cracked 
and...

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Clouded mist,as slender fingertips
descend in it's haze and blaze of colours,
with multiple sparkles,as rainbow streams dipped
lifted upward to a carousel soft as velour,
earlier prepared for...

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Valentine butterflies, they are unlike any other butterfly you ever did see.  
Assembled in your soul, they only come out to play when you...

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Spring.
The grass
oh so green
grows on the field.
A carpet on the land
resembles green velour.
A blue sky hovers over.
A yellow sun illuminates.
A few white clouds drift quite...

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