Long Bouffant Poems

Even before the arrival of the first snows, so brilliantly candid, 
we climbed mounts less dangerous than the Alps's;
and we proudly chalked it up to our experience.
Now the snowy cliffs with bouffant boulders,
have lost their...

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(alternately known as the Doubting Thomas Crown 
Taj Mahal Cupid Affair)
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Image: Cloud Fantasy, by Susan Lawrence

On spring's green carpet I repose, revitalizing the soul
passing slow minutes pondering the sky

The lake whispers a morning meditation
as memories abound of cloud fantasies
a thousand ships of condensation dreams

Assorted sizes,...

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Chapter 1;
THE LIGHT THAT COULD NOT BE EXTINGUESHED

They say that demons can be generational, that they can attach themselves to a family for decades with such a stronghold, that the individuals are blissfully ignorant to...

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**Disclaimer:  This is strictly satire-tongue-in-cheek-written before I became a poet- sort of.  An opportunity to laugh at myself but poets, rock!


Poetry Defined

Poetry is tedious
with its
 silly syntax and similes and symbolism  ...

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Yo baby, show lots of skin.
Sexy, trashy girly glams,
crank up classy. Young fun,
ultimate goal appear buff, 
why focus on the candies. 
Looky stark naked unsightly scene         ...

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She struts out of the golden elevator
like the Grand Marshall of Macy’s Thanksgiving parade
Crystal high-heels rhythmically clicking
on the gleaming marble floor
Pompadour bouffant hair
that’s styled so platinum electric
Purple Persian silk dress
accentuated by a
diamond studded heart-shaped necklace
Sashay...

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Pardon me Mistress Satin Sue I said, but a baby pup is on your head.
She gave me an aloof look that most distinctly and clearly said,
“Leave me alone, you ingrate. Shovel yourself under the garden...

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I visited my sister-in-law at the hospital today
She had a beautiful baby boy of six pounds, seven ounces
His hair and eyes were painted brown and his brittle body had a big belly button 
with a...

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Madame Catherine with her bouffant so big and mighty
She wears her blue silk frock and pantaloons with attitude all righty
We see her in the garden, putting on airs, for she is the queen.
If you do...

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Here is my whine, now pass along the cheese!
My list is short on things that do not please.
But greatest of those few that bring unease,
is weather with a twirling, whirling breeze.

A summer wind or one...

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Affluent and formal
pink lilies deck the tables;
we await the 
sweet, affected 
laughter of our  friends.
Bedecked in bouffant hair-do's
perfumes, ermines, jewels
brocades and buckled shoes,
we dazzle, yes! We dazzle
with our mirrors, and our decals,
our precious art,...

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Plagued with signs of aging
Only the eyes bore a semblance
These were faces I used to know
Yet I barely see a resemblance.
Hair that once was wavy and long
Now barely grows in sprinkles
The face that never had...

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We were sitting in a restaurant 
having enjoyed a marvellous meal
I caught sight of a man sitting near us
His hair was bizarre, no way was it real

As we’d never seen a bouffant so big
Hubby declared...

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Marge had a new bouffant hairdo and Jen liked it 
So she ran out and had hers done up the same way
On Marge it looked elegant, timelessly classy.
On Jen not so much.
Most of us tried...

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Preposterous that she should spank her little boy
For being sleepy at eight o’clock in a fine restaurant
[Preposterous that I didn’t tell her what I thought
About her inappropriate, unstylish, huge bouffant!]
I would have gotten the whole...

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I slept with my guitar,    
I guess was inept.
I was not in accord,
my guitar slowly wept

I slept with my piano
—such a torrid tease,
it tinkled with my tuner
and slew me with its keys

I...

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