Moon Fashion Poems

sun
blinks in
the morn sky
dazzling dull day
sharp shadows shiver
gloaming glides in
catwalking
crescent
moon
...

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I was a zealous fashion designer, whose elegant styles were ever in vogue,
Like the rainbow time of cool, damp evening, that elegant colors go rogue.

Lost...

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Habitants of the wilderness;
Identify their beauty and acknowledge it-
They wear neither clothes nor makeup.
Yet,they still appreciate their differences;
Each of them in their innocent making.

I am...

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She danced through the house smiling and singing.
We had to sit and be entertained. Her happiness
came at her current Lovers expense: as who she
always wanted...

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Pretty polka dots
Grace red butterflies in air,
ladybugs on leaves,
rare parakeets and blossoms
and frogs, mushrooms and cheetahs.

Tiger lily moon
dressed up in dotted silver,
weary of the gold!
Spotted...

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A huge yellow moon is glimmering, and a chill wind's in ghostly trees.
This night was made for magic, so we'll get dressed in our very...

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spoke kin like 
a true non establishmentarian.

Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit
renders requiem welcoming thee to visit,
no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine)
necessitates applying figurative tourniquet
to...

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Lemon sour thoughts in aquamarine
imagery of dry desire pure pale powdered sage 
quaint quear copulate of Cupids
with bows that draw Archaic archer 
arrows aimed at...

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See the girls on the corner 
In tight tanks 
And micro minis
Popping gum
Locking eyes 
Driving boys wild
See the sunlight 
Outline their curls in gold
Memories of...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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As the sun shone in southern skies, I was finally on my vacation,
And I turned the pages of a magazine, with new fashion creations.

I lounged...

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I see you hipsters in rustic coffee shops with pictures of Marlyn Monroe and contemporary art, 
the girl in all black with a black beret...

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SENTIENCE'...And Whispers the  earth revolving , birds fly against its direction 
The wind is dying as the moon is getting along in this solar...

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The High Night of the Dark Wind

Dancing fairies on the lake of ice, 
leaving no marks as they pass. 
The tiny birds, chase them...
not to...

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