Cummerbund Poems - Poems about Cummerbund

...Two fifteen-year-olds stood in a dark hotel parking lot. Laughing teenagers passed with their dates, to their cars. The pair stood, awaiting her parents - she, in a shiny, pink, satin dress, a co......

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...Santa was on vacation, but with a cane unfortunately. He was older now, and walked slowly, his time so free. I could have enjoyed this longer, he thought when I was young. When he wore handsome cl......

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...Calling card, heart shaped, scented with strawberry Dot point offers plant remote scenario seeds Swirled responses confuse clients, strings tangled Caught in pitiless draught, swung by fastidious ......

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...State of the Art (IV) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. Hearthside by Michael R. Burch “When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” — W. ......

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...Poems about Poems IV The Toast by Michael R. Burch For longings warmed by tepid suns (brief lusts that animated clay), for passions wilted at the bud and skies grown desolate and gray, for......

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...Epigrams by Michael R. Burch Negligibles by Michael R. Burch Show me your most intimate items of apparel: begin with the hem of your quicksilver slip ... Negotiables by Michael R......

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...Epigrams Autumn Conundrum by Michael R. Burch It’s not that every leaf must finally fall, it’s just that we can never catch them all. Piercing the Shell by Michael R. Burch If we strip......

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...i woke up i tried to put pants on but it was uncomfortable a cummerbund was even dumber and i kept thinking of a cucumber i laid back down but was still awake i'll try to ......

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...Elegant traditions slowly fade. A life of service, a worthy trade. Helping others is its own reward; inherent virtue can't be ignored. Wear a tie, tip your hat, shine your shoe, don a spat. T......

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...Harvey the Hippo Harvey is a huge hippopotamus Who bathes in a bay that is bottomless HIs mouth is as large as a riverboat barge And he weighs ten times more than a lot of us Big Harvey isn’......

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...In two more hours I'll have to shower, shave and coffee-prop my lids and otherwise prepare for day. It's 4 a.m. and now the barkeep, Griggs, is rushing me, the first to come, the last to leav......

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...A cummerbund of peach and tangerine below Persian blue sky now washes pale, Marsh Harriers and Starlings call, unseen, competing in bizarre chromatic scales. Sewn onto the horizon in a hem, like......

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...oh ageless one in your stance of green your curtsy of orange in your generosity of gold your mood of blue oh ageless one erect in a manly deep brown the woman with yellow hair your......

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...Rat rat tat rat of archangel  wings  Puffed grey streaks buzz masts of anchored boats Being gently rocked to sleep by a rising tide. An island rises wrapped in a cummerbund cloud Shoulde......

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...Midnight at Blackfriars The city spires are hidden, It’s getting colder fast, It feels as though we might have Some snow this month at last. The wind sweeps keenly through St. Giles(1) ......

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