Girlfriend Clothes Poems

The festive furious festival of
Fifteen and fourteen year olds
Had functionally formed the
Teenage takeover brigade. 
The boy and girl gladiators they
Were everywhere. And DJ had 
His...

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One year Passed Dolly had long 
Since given birth to a baby girl
Named Desharah, a green eyed
Heart stopper. She and 
Amadeus were growing up 
Crazy...

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A shiny forest of an armpit
By Ninety-Five percent a cesspit;
A quick verifying touch of this
By Ridiculed Christopher Elvis
Also brandishing a moist pelvis,
For long months now...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Thirty years ago
I was a boy of fifteen
Shoulder length hair growth
Biker boots and skinny jeans

My Father's best birthday gift
A stunning Levi denim jacket 
Everyday since...

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Sappho, fragment 155
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

A short transparent frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

NOTE: This is a translation/interpretation of an...

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A young man bought a tight pair of fleeces,

 And their stranglehold filled all the creases,

But the fit was so thin

 That he couldn't begin

...

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OH TO GOD
THAT MIGHT MY TROUBLIN
BE DONE
AS TO WHAT
THE EDGES ARE FURTHER
REPEALS OF TIMES
WHEN ALL WAS DISTURTED
OH MY GOD
WHAT HAS SHE DONE
SPEAK OF LOVE
THEN MIGHT...

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you are my gown
of purple urges

a smooth honey suit

luscious lingering pants

I love
mending
you...

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A tear falls down my face
He looks at me and wipes it away
Grabs my hand 
And we begin to walk
The rain is falling
And the thunder...

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Sometimes I still use a cordless house phone. 
When I call her I imagine her wrapping an invisible cord around her finger 
as if she...

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With her hair in tangles, her body bruised, her clothes torn. . . 
Her virginity is gone.

A single tear is drawn
and slowly it falls. ....

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I was slumped 
in the plastic lawn chair 
and was fixated 
upon the spinning cycle 
of the washing machine.

I stared at the psychedelic trip 
of...

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