Long Chenille Poems

She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special touches and then flee
they decorated the mountain peaks 
using all their...

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From a derelict house, near the interstate pass,
with her cuff of chenille, she rubs a small circle 
to clear away grime from the cold window glass
Better to see now, beyond wooden rails, that have worn...

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it was the week after Christmas,
the one when fate had granted me my fondest wish,.....
(a lustrous, ruby-red, Schwinn bicycle that sported a basket in the front, and a bell to ring.)

On that cold, late December...

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"The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw."- Anais Nin

Soft is a tissue or a cotton ball.
     Soft was my old teddy bear I recall.

Soft are some foods like...

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There lies a red chenille robe 
 in a cardboard box that I keep. 
 It is threadbare and tattered 
 from rocking my two babies to sleep. 

 Many years of rocking and nodding...

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Here the sun shines soft and warm—
Caressing all in vales and on hill—
It gives a glow to every inherent form—
And reveals for every eye a thrill.
Of here they never get their fill—
For this is Bliss,...

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You had to know Lucille 
Every morning nothing but oatmeal
She never skipped a meal
Her favourite colour was teal    
And loved to wear soft chenille
Her pet was a beautiful cockatiel 
And every night...

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Acrid smoke in the scientist’s bell jar
Blankets of chenille-covered snow
Crystalline carbon diamond star
Drips forming stalactites grow
Effervescent waterfalls’ dreams
Frothy-topped cappuccinos 
Gelid surfaces of lakes and streams
Halos of angels in holy repose 
Icebergs splitting from their source...

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Chenille, my friend so dear, 
Your beauty isn't only clear 
Your homely appearance holds a light, 
A beacon of beauty in the night. 

Your personality is beautiful, 
It's something that I can't forget.
 Your hobbies...

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here, within the heart’s dreams,
passion gently tugs the strings
between heaven and earth

destined quivers collect
at the corners of reality
when flesh is kissed lightly
and moonbeams through parted sheers 
illumine azure eyes pleading

day becomes night
as promises wished for
satisfy...

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      GOOD MORNING, GRATITUDE


Just think foe a brief second,
You were given a soul and allowed to be born!
Wrapped in a soft blanket,
And with love and not a drop of scorn.

Can...

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He gifted his girl with a doll
he brought home from every trip.
Oh, how the beauty would enthrall!
Always her heart would flop and flip.

A doll so rigid stiff and straight,
she had to have a pedestal
just to...

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A little girl’s heart, wrapped in sweet tarts,
And pressed with messages of love
And belonging.
BE MINE. FRIENDS FOREVER. I LOVE YOU.
Wrapped in chenille,
Sleeping in a pink and powder blue room.

Chestnut hair spread, silken, upon white sheets.
Encircled...

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Awakening near the new dawn full of joy, 
[this inexplicable sense of happiness] 
feeling that all is well within my soul when 
gladness, like soothing water, rolls over me, 
bathing me in the fresh glow...

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The first king size bed was fashioned nearly two thousand years ago,
Not by Thomasville, Broyhill or Bassett, manufacturers we all know.

There was no pillow-top mattress made by Sealy or Simmons for the bed,
Nor a chenille...

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The first king size bed was fashioned nearly two-thousand years ago,

Not by Thomasville, Broyhill or Bassett, producers that we all know.

There was no pillow-top mattress made by Sealy or Simmons for the bed,

Nor a chenille...

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