Fancies Poems - Poems about Fancies

live among beasts, love, leave my little heart alone --- I am a human ...

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faint essence exudes gentle generosity I’m swept by your scent carnival raiment gorgeously garbed in motley I’m lost in your charms following each leaf landing lightly down below I’m falling for you ...

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Fancies be, beauty is real Its seductive power to feel And unfading hearts of glee Protrude amazing love to see. Your comeliness happy life speaks And in darkness sparks light. Song sung in the heavens In which other angels delight. Your beauty other sights controls The goddess of all beauties. Your frame fluid baths the earth Your eyes serve like Venus' stars Your smooth hair's...

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Farcical fancies, Woodland rhymes, These are not just For bedtimes! Farcical fancies, Wait and see; You’ll repeat them Back to me! ————— Woodpecker, really, Won’t you hush! By now, aren’t your Brains all mush? Woodpecker, silly, Watch your head! If I did that, I’d be dead! ————— Polliwog, Bullfrog, Here’s a joke It’s so bad, You’ll want to croak! Polliwog, Bullfrog Deep, deep voice: Burping flies; He’s got no choice! ————— Squirrely Tree Rat In that tree, Why you looking Down at me? Squirrely Tree Rat, He...

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Nut-brown owl nestled in a crooked tree above the mermaid and jellyfish sea. Scaly horse & teacup-octopus lads near the sea-soaked teen; tail thrashes with glee as her amethyst hair bobs and flows. Nut-brown owl nestled in a crooked tree; leafless branches with fantasia-tendrils. Speckled...

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Fancies Hats worn sidesaddle sporting feathers, cornflowers Whimsy rides in sequins, ribbons and plumes Small or broad brimmed, laces form floating towers Swooping pillboxes off to the races clad in blooms Dedicated to the fanciful hats called Fancies worn at the Kentucky Derby and Royal Ascot Races. 7-14-21 Contest: Flair and Fun Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger...

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What is that thing? My husband asked in a persnickety way and not with glee. I pretended I had no idea he was pointing to my new pal, Poindexter Cat. Is it a dog? He queried. “It looks like a weird Chihuahua if you ask me. The best idea I ever had came to me instantly, as...

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Farmer Fred fancies, red wine and daisies. Favorite foods for grazing, steak, potatoes, and gravy. Finds Spring’s tulips tantalizing, Autumn’s apples amazing. Looks with wonderment at woods of walnut, oak, and cherry. Fred finds glory in his morning cup of coffee. He takes great glee, in his afternoon cup of tea. Farmer Fred fancies most his faith and his family. He’s mad...

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When the Moon moves between the Earth and Sun then comes a rare happening that can stun, above all a syzygy alliance, the term from the Greek in astro-science. Once solar eclipses in history were viewed as a frightening mystery. Cultural superstitions abounded as rumors spread far and wide unfounded. Many imagined the light was devoured by dragons or beasts super empowered. Herodotus wrote of...

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—The Sense of Sight With No Ending Point— it was early in the morning a sailboat anchored in the harbor awakened from the deep sweet dream yawns and stretches its arms to drive away black and thickened curtains over head far away across the ocean the mountains lying at the edge of the water kisses and mingles...

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an orchestrated night glitters to the wand wave of the maestro unborn sweetness licks on liquorice sticks fingered on silver keys the moon melts like a honey drop as sopranos sing in harmony the coyote calls base notes cajoled by passing horns meld as cicada rub the reeds legging each sharped phrase with intonations of delight...

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I'm sitting alone by the flame, with lonely heart beating your name. and thinking, my darling, of you. I tried to enjoy the dance, in my new gown, ordered from France. It enhances my eyes of blue. But no other arms felt like yours, and all of my partners were bores. Only your loving arms will do....

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When one side is to bless; The other will have to curse; While one part is to love; The other will opt to hate; When one will have to feed; The other has to plead; Two different natures Beat within; indulge and She chooses both; According to her Whims and fancies Life moves like that…. BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI williamsji@yahoo.com http://www.williamsji.com http://www.williamsgeorge.com...

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I woke up this morning with the skirmishes of dry land and earth A glance through my window and I saw the clouds uniting their crack. The morning seemed like the late evening with splashes of lights cutting across the sky And all of a sudden it poured upon heavily with numb sound of thirst and relief. Masses running for shades and the Juvenalilty...

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I was scolded for littering an orange peel. I and this couch and an iguana melt. I am longing for things to be more than real. She blushes like a child in an autumn fog. She bleats to scare winter from the ridge of her nostrils. She grows like a berrypatch in moonlight, after the thaw. He is my friend’s iguana...

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