Appreciate glass
When it's painted
Your fave color.
See glass display
If colorless
Putting water.
Slim glass fave
Sexy drinker
Pairs neon light.
Glass varies form
Comes variety
Set occasions.
People knows class
Way they use glass
After they eat.
Glass for candle
Glass for furbish
Wall, flat or desk.
Categories:
furbish, class, meaningful, metaphor, uplifting,
Form: Than-Bauk
retired beautician
arms, elbow deep in shampoo
volunteers daily at the local elder care
residents line up
three doorways deep
down the hall
waiting their turn
at free furbish
she donates time and energy
knowing that she may be
the only outsider
they've seen or heard all week
she chooses her words with caution
none flow slipshod off her tongue
she goes home, strangely satisfied
May 3, 2023
Refining Consciousness
Unseeking Seeker
a refining of the attribute of poor self-esteem
on the part of the residents as well as the beautician
Categories:
furbish, 11th grade, blessing, hair,
Form: Free verse
A stored ripening sunlight,
opens veins under wet sods.
We are conveyed on the thaw,
upon the guttering soil
through the squelching narrows
of wayside hedgerows.
Spring mops and sops,
breezes furbish,
unlock a pearly dew
to melt the frosted prints
of paws and claws.
Categories:
furbish, poetry,
Form: Free verse
When first breath we shared we became as one
A new life for two lovers had begun,
Like the seed an implant that grows to bloom
Or a distant sunrise born to illume,
Treasured moments to nourish between two
Yours to vitalise me and mine for you,
Whilst time in silent repose fails to tame
Nor soothe a furbish lust with love it came,
On a clear day’s inconsequential haze
Labyrinth of passion amidst the maze,
Their agony and ecstasy completes
The story of true love between the sheets,
In another era t’was meant to be
Yet dared steal these moments for you and me.
© Lyle & Lids 2019
Categories:
furbish, first love, love,
Form: Sonnet
I'm all alone in a room;
Nobody here;
So I remove myself from my chair;
Walk down the hall to the stairs;
Somebody took my house;
And made it inside out;
Now to cut the grass I have to do it under the bathroom steps;
Honeybees and fireflies;
Light up the place where once was my living room lies;
As a matter of fact;
It only takes four bricks;
To make a wall so big;
That it will furbish, furors and funk all the kids;
So don't pet the cat, or I'll kiss you with my bat;
You can't use that purr-fume that way;
Purina have to be fed everyday;
So little kids please come here;
Snickers, by far, will make any child crawl;
Then Baby Ruth just a sweet brute;
I know what I'd say;
I used to eat Milky way;
So kids please stay off the grass;
It'll be a matter of time when you'll have a house like mind;
This Room outside Inn;
6/25/81
Written words by James Edward Lee & Gary Boyle ©1981
Categories:
furbish, adventure, allusion, anxiety, assonance,
Form: Free verse
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
The woman had been a prisoner:
Mandela urged me to furbish his door steps.
I waxed the knees of California.
The woman had been a singer:
All the way from Vancouver to Abbotsford
She carried her battle anthems.
I crafted time.
The woman had been victimized:
The Russians charred every last speck of confidence.
They hung her before The Black Sea.
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
Categories:
furbish, life, woman, water, water,
Form: Verse
A root transcending through a hope perceiving
that I am one of Godly calling's pleading,
so filled with thy trust's heart ~
an opening, I am your boundaries feeling.
Soft spokenly, your care and love ensuing,
confirm your presence, still I am lost to knowing
why I see you in everything, revealing
assurance in God's promise brings a healing.
I fear more, it not so, than it is being
reminding of some vagueness and not freeing.
God's message intertwines, my faith receiving
a confidence He'll claim righteous believing.
And you and I will win, our love conceiving
a fullness, meriting His will and healing.
Beginning's plan, more gracious than our dealing
is God's command, commencing with exceeding ~
As prophecy, our love was always needing
the root of time to furbish in completing!
Categories:
furbish, inspirational, love, uplifting, love,
Form: Rhyme Royal