Mother Clothes Poems

     My sister has a long blue dress,
     Mother made mine too,
     And...

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His tiny baby shoes, as yet unused, sitting solemnly upon the bed,
Petite little pair that he never donned, the sum of a mother’s dread.
A sweet...

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How do I know,                                         ...

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"All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini."
- Jack Freestone

More skin makes my heart pound,    ...

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Don’t you see the skip of my jolly heels,
skipping about the globe while planting stars?
Ask then from mother earth what joy she feels
When my rubber...

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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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 Turn around! Turn around!
In perpetual spin memories abound.

One gown, long to the ground.
Antique white - quite profound.

A mother’s right to sow seeds.
A holy Father’s...

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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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i was making a scoop with one hand
with the other palm wide open
i collected them

while they were silent
put together
looking like the old ladies from my...

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Housekeeping not a strong suit with the missus

(***warning ungapatchka language ahead***)
regarding following lines courtesy the missus,
who adventitiously, inadvertently, unknowingly
allowed, enabled and provided inspiration I
attest Frau...

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Living in a house very old,  
it was always drafty and cold.  
Metal stairs to the basement lead,  
from an old pirate's...

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Boys and girls
These are hangers
Especially for you
Please don't simply throw your jackets
On the bed or chair
Please hang them up for airing
For the laundry worker
For your...

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I stand here beneath a beautiful fig tree,                 ...

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1955’s American woman ran outside in the mornings to talk.
With their neighbors. One or two of them might possibly squawk.
They would hang their laundry and...

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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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