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thuh champagne and strawberriez
are you
for
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In her little red shoes
she stands out in a crowd
turns heads each and every time
and if she looked my way
I'd be walking on air
I'd be on cloud nine
in her little black dress
she enters the room
everyone stares you can hear them sigh
and if she smiled at me
I'd be over the moon
I'd be flying high
the little black dress
completes her wardrobe
her stilettos complete my fantasy
drinking champagne from either shoe
scarlet crimson carmine vermilion
red is the colour any hue will do
Love may always sparkle in our eyes
but when comes Valentine's Day
champagne is a must on the menu
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Dusk is blinding, but champagne illuminates.
—Poet
Champagne Date at Purple Dusk
Purple champagne and candlelight.
Dusk’s hue through flutes; the beach forthright.
Butterflies; two chairs sink in sand.
Her crescent smile as moon takes flight.
They’ve been beached in gleam of dreamland.
Bashful lashes rise; sea tears land.
Bubbles rise to her nose; she snorts.
The chortle of horizon scanned.
Her twilight eyes - amethyst quartz.
His aquamarines, she supports.
Alas, rough and tumble, this date.
High tide and tension as he courts.
His romantic gesture isn’t late.
He’s new to this dame…and there’s fate!
Lips lock as they’re kind of tipsy.
Friends set them up on a blind date.
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Cascades of gold in thin glasses~
Hissing whispers stuck beneath the meniscus.
A thousand tiny stars rise,
Mixing with the wild new year's eve air.
Perfect spheres burst at the surface~
Alive for just one second.
Gone too soon, like laughter, like youth,
Never meant to bide, only to hypnotize.
Elegance is a fleeting thing.
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a single sphere
rises~
a tiny cosmos
escaping
the flute’s curve.
we lift our glasses,
not to the year past,
but to the
silence
between seconds~
that breath before
the next breath,
before
the cork pops,
before the chorus
of clink and cheers
drowns the hush of hope.
Here’s to the fizz
on our tongues,
to the future~
unbroken.
One day, someday, everything will be changed,
You will rise above all that is drowning you now.
There will be a champagne toast,
You will taste love,
The warm, fuzzy and all consuming love will settle down in your stomach,
And there will be roses and butterflies,
A halo of stars around your head,
You will heal, dear friend, you will heal.
Die a thousand times,
Until the poem rhymes,
Fight the tough times,
Until the wind chimes.
Burn through the fire and feel the flames,
Let yourself be soot but rise again,
You will heal, dear friend, you will heal.
Stay strong for the happiness you will feel.
Let’s fix a champagne socialism
I raise my fizzing glass
Cheering your most emotional
Love speech about poor us
Regardless that it’s just
A past time reverie
I drink to photographs
Where you smile at me
And smiling in return
I freeze in our time
But freezing comes like burn
Cheers, love! We’re doing fine
We were proceedingly polite
Remember this, do you?
Now we are angels in the night
With our champagne for two..
Uncork the bottle of champagne
We have so much to celebrate tonight
~ grateful for our many blessings
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
I love champagne and paper planes
On which to fly so far away
I got my ticket, I’m on board
And I’ll be back some other day
When life gets tough, it always does
When things go wrong, they always do
I know that I can hitch a ride
In nature’s liquid rendezvous
Oh my champagne and paper planes
An intercontinental flight
Oh my champagne and paper planes
We’ll find a way to make it right
Sometimes, we need to get away
Sometimes, it isn’t just for me
A friend may come or maybe two
I like a little company
When life gets tough, it always does
When things go wrong, they always do
I know that I can hitch a ride
In nature’s liquid rendezvous
I love champagne and paper planes
On which to fly so far away
I got, my ticket, I’m on board
And I’ll be back some other day
Yes, I’ll be back some other day!
"Shoot the vet today!"
Racehorse said, "Over champagne!"
Each way bet, okay!"
Champagne and almas caviar taste
On a domestic beer and pretzel budget
Fortunately we have each other
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
Tiptoe the finest, fine twine, needle-eyed thread
and a glitzy sequined clasp, tiny
tweezer-tie it finger-tip fast with a nuanced knot -
my, my, the pedantic perfection of the master jeweller.
I have the servile subtlety of thick thumbs,
all clumbsy carpals, my fudging finesse
better suited to a beanie'd stevedore, loud lugging
heavy-haired harbour rope to ship-secure
a brutish lump in the line.
Tongue tied up, spun on my own silver yarn
like a crystal jeweller, giddy with champagne giggles,
dizzy on a spinning chandelier high strung from the pressed ceiling.
Oh non, pas moi! Mine is more an oiled elegance,
heavy handed, ham-fisted like a scabby wharf rat,
chased and unchaste.
Dextrous in the strangest ways -
gutsy and glamourous,
ours is a nuanced life of grunting grime
with the briefest flashes of bedazzled dance.
Kissing lips to my glass.
Champagne bubbles dancing up to my nose.
Playful delight on my tongue.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2026
It’s a treasure to have a friend like Charlie Brown
who can be serious and just as easily be a clown
he’s resourceful and never gives up
he’d drink champagne out of a used paper cup
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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