Stress Fantasy Poems

Heavy and eerie silence reigned therein, 
The dark rooms looking as sullen as mean, 
As if they had taken serious offence 
Against me who had...

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Resolved was I to exercise,
To utmost try to slenderize.
From flabby bod I'd poundage peel
To Grecian god beneath reveal.

But soon my straining torso frail
Becomes complaining, moaning...

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How I wished I had been granted to know,
The depth of the unused words, the hallucination of a happiness with purpose.
My labor, how much has...

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Let's get wet and wild,
Under the scorching heat of the sun,
Forgetting the stress of the day,
Let's cool off in our briefs,
Skipping the formalities, 
Tossing a...

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Not a princess 
Planned to be a queen 
set beside the king 
Be the shadow for the reign 

To pass through the bridge 
She sped...

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In a faraway land
In a  cottage of stone and sand
Live Mr and Mrs Nod
Follow the winding path
Deep into the woods
To a cottage sweet though...

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Boohoo is bidding for Boo-Boo
But Yogi’s not seeking a deal,
He’s scanning the park for a picnic
Looking forward to his evening meal.

Warner Brothers deny their involvement
So...

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I was a happy housewife and mother, and family was my world,
Like stars peeping at purple twilight, to see moonlight pearled.

My small children were in...

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The clothes we wear get dirty
Or, once worn, are not so fresh,
So they get cleaned (or should) before 
They’re back against our flesh.

Now wouldn’t it...

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A white dress 
a figure at rest
The grace of the west
A white dress
Elegant and built to impress
A white dress forlorn and driven apart
An empire in...

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Talk of the troubler
and the troubled.
The dainty daubers
and dark doubles
at the end of each street. 

Talk of a civil thief
and his broken tongue,
neat shirt, tainted...

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In a quiet corner of the world
  lies a village quite primitive
untouched by passing centuries
  folks at liberty to live

Stress-free, without the burdens
...

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Why are you hiding from my sight ?
Then I hide in the shadows without you
Days passed as cool and dark
Like a saint living in the...

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The shrill sounds in the night surely came from
My dream, or my sick psyche, I’m unsure.
Whichever, I awoke pantomiming
Sabbatical dreams after quarantine.

I desperately needed to...

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Disarray was all I could think as I gazed over my mess..
How on earth will I ever find it, my favorite lucky red dress.
I know...

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