Buttons Poems - Poems about Buttons

petite rhinestone buttons from the forties buttoning up the back of a size zero blouse it appears to be chiffon, sheer, classy, chic Old Hollywood glamour, but who can wear it? No one in this family; I want those buttons But dare I deface this gorgeous garment?...

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Because I loved you, I let you Underneath my Tough layers through to the Tender parts of my heart. The Oath I gave was Never designed to Sanction you to hurt me. ...

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she opens her chest drawer a button shines she unhangs her coat slacks it off cold wire shoulders a button gone lost in rain or rage or lusting tussles neither remembers anymore she grips a needle a thread follows behind attaching a new fastener to an old flap of jacket she puts on the coat models the mismatching spins in front of a familiar mirror watches...

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I thought buttons were born but to fasten, Or if not, as added frill to fashion, But not those on coat-sleeve— They were placed there to peeve, To teach a wiping nose a sure lesson! ___________________________________ Happenings |10.06.2023| humour Poet’s note: Buttons on coat sleeves is a fashion today. But that was not the purpose why they were...

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Afternoons in winter; When the hours seemed to drag, Were always made more bearable With grandma's button bag. The sound is unmistakable, The rattle, ting and clunk, Of the decades of collected Baubles, buckles, coins and junk. Each button tells a story, Where and when it was acquired, Those cut off coats and dresses, Mary years before admired. The bag is...

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Threads of gold rays stitch the morning with buttons of light on quilted clouds. 5/28/22...

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it is the notion that seals closed our thoughts and emotions at the end of the day....

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So You wanna push my buttons, Which one will you press next? Advise you not to do it and when I’m really stressed… For I don’t know all my buttons Hence a clear forewarning- You may find to push my buttons Will bring great pain or even mourning. Know you wanna to do it; Your itch- you can’t refrain, Though pushing one mere button, Could...

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Rata Tat Tat Write, write, write, tap, tap, tap, goes these buttons when I type. If it wasn't for Grammarly's site, these words would be a frights delight. Tap, tap, tap, of these things, I would like to say. Rata tat, tat, was a sound that I heard. Should I think of this being wrong to write, or was it just a word...

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At work God Shutting down work places All working from home Non to beg back belly buttons for noses Coronavirus!...

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We all have buttons, But we all have them in different places, Almost impossible to find by looking at our faces. The best way to find them is to build on the relationship, And get them to trust you enough, To show you where they are, Or if they can be operated by remote control, Give you the password. Be aware if they...

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They put us all in the institution And threw away the key They say there's no more constitution And freedom isn't free The voting machines have infections They won't tabulate the votes Russia's running the election With the buttons on their remote The senate does nothing at all To stop the runaway train The writing's...

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BUTTONS Buttons fashions Part of my covering Like in passions I need fastening coverings I cover up BY ANY MEANS NESSCIARY Because of sin nature humans were embarrassed Led the first man to kill for covering sewn.... I zip up coverings snap up body off shown Be it shirts, pants, dress or shoes coverings I cover up by fastening all of them with... Buttons 05/15/18 written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©...

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The importance of buttons is significant Strung out on a thin thread of thought Through the eye of a needle too small to close For a camel to go through but why would they? In Florida, sex with wild animals is illegal Porcupines and alligators are not for people According to the law it is also wrong And this...

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I know of a gentle young lady, who told of a mystery, that's ancient and bold, a myth of old, so curious to people like me. This amiable lass, a woman of class, and violet hair to boot, laid eyes on me, my naked belly, and proclaimed with exuberant fact, "Did you know you've a deep belly-button, a cavern as deep as the...

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