Decoupage Poems - Poems about Decoupage

Omniflage honchos disguise what they are. An entourage won't arrive in electric cars. The soul of our country is divided by scars. Spun Mirage Verbiage from Decoupage stars. Lumberhead puppets splinter society. Knowing they subvert morality. Playing truth or dare with frivolity. Wholly exposing their dishonesty. The leaders of free speech. Alas, whose speech indeed. When truth is viewed as crime. In the Abyss of Lies. A...

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GOLD AND BLOOD Mantis eyes magnetised her sister’s heart felt its imprisoned glint of gold willed it to enlarge into a ...

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7. “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.” Owens, Delia. Where the Crawdads Sing, Chapter 17: “Crossing the Threshold” (p. 124). In Spring we are svelte and supple….youthful, Summer brings our exuberant spirit to the forefront, we dance, we waltz, we murmur our breathtaking...

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Inner self can hide For only a short time Grass that appears greener Could be covered with slime Exterior shells wither Jewels loose their luster While true beauty shines true Where love and joy cluster Choose wisely my friends Look beyond the facade Outward beauty duplicated Is merely decoupage Discerning eyes can see Beyond the thin veneers Courses can be corrected When love, not lust, steers...

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These days life is like a rock skipping across a pond. Thrown by a lover who hopes somehow to entertain. I remember her loving ways; sweeter than any name could ever describe; And she was a keeper too soon lost; but always remembered. And I want so much; to see that...

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