Long Crepe paper Poems

I don't know how it started

But it's an annual event

But I don't think that an egg hunt

Is the best way to present

The story of our saviour

Chocolate eggs you go and find

I don't think that's the...

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Book in hand, I strode the path
in awesome Autumn splendor.
The warmth of the sun caressing my cheek,
while the cool breeze gently tickled 
goose bumps across my warm skin.
All around me the crepe paper litter
piled brilliance...

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Skinned shins on tree skins,
Space-viewed landscapes of rust and paint 
Showing mirrored continents imagined; 
Worlds within worlds at every turn, 
Outlines of Octopi on Oil slicked streets;
Every post and pole or stone a step:
Sat on,...

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We all had homemade dresses for prom; well, nearly all of us.
This was back in 1970 while black and white Viet Nam War photos were on TV
Every night, we saw such sadness.
Prom was a reminder...

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I.
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Paulette knew he'd love the present and
Excitedly watched as he carefully took the box
And opened the lid to reveal, her heart inside
Crepe paper surrounded it, gently holding an
Echocardiogram of her love for him

Only last month,...

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Sheila dressed carefully, greeting first love in fits of anticipation,
Amid glittering disco ball promoting twenty-fifth year class reunion,
Drum master is at play, thumping Sheila’s traitorous heartstrings
Heart seizes brain’s logic. Goodness! There he is now!

Exposing her...

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"Where flowers bloom, there is color, beauty and fragance, adding joy to life"~ By Poet
My garden now presents a lovely scene
So colorful with flowers unfolding their immaculate petals
And greeting me every morning 
In varied shape...

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 the very first time I saw you
you totally captivated my heart
never had any idea or single clue
but I’m already in love with you since the  start
just your name is such a beauty without...

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No one told us, in the straightforward language of streets and desires,
That life would keep pushing us forward, like an unrelenting wind,
Even when we're too tired or too defeated to get out of bed,
That sometimes...

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Fourth of July was a day that we gathered with our cousins.
Sharing a picnic lunch, eating watermelon and hot dogs.
The adults ate hamburgers, but who wanted those?
We had chips for salt, and gooey cupcakes for...

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Creating the canvas with silken thread
Each day with different colours weaving
On whitest linen in smallest stitches
The complexity of life I’m living

Red jelly and custard birthday parties
a childhood spent in lonely play
Crepe paper hats and satin...

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amber skies announce autumn
black bats and black cats
costumes line the sidewalks
Dracula climbs out of his crypt
elves, faeries and brownies dance the streets
Freaks are getting on their freak
Ghostly ghouls and goblins chase princesses
Halloween parade is in...

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Our Garden 


In my mind’s eye,
I see you still,
Standing still in our garden,
Motionless,
Deep in thought.

So what were you thinking?

The seeds we planted together,
Grew strong,
We tended them,
Fed and watered them,
Gave them shelter and support.

We watched anxiously.

Now...

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The Christmas trees reminds me so
Of Christmases from long ago
Gazing up at the tree so tall
When I were a young girl so small.

Back in the day, when things were tight
For us no pretty sparkling lights
Little...

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Sea of such violent ideas,
why did you create the storms
and the winds... why are you shipwrecked
 my time to navigate you...?
Why did you rip me from your
primitive womb?
oh wind, scornful of papers
and sticks... how could...

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The Grave
Written: by Tom Wright
4/23/99

One crepe paper fashioned,
crimson flower,
someone has brought today.
Faded, from another year or earlier shower
that fell this morning in May.

In need of soil I thought,
is there no one left to weed this...

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T'was a lovely summer evening
To a fancy dress party we are to go
Dressed up in crepe paper
as rainbows i have you know

We cut and sewed and stuck
Ra-raa skirts with bodice tops
Hats akimbo with moon and...

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the quiet place where i write
breeze swept field and shade tree
the autumn sunlight warms the soul
in the distance mighty towers
construct of hammers and hands
down by the ocean and its mighty ships
the scent of open water...

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Cool liquid drizzles down from the skies
upon the riot of hues and tints
that stretch forth from verdant fields
I see crimson colored rhodos,
crepe paper orange poppies, and
sunshine daffodils
each distinct in it's own form and fashion
decorated to...

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Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who pledges loyalty
to put Bahama land from the time
she was conceived out of the womb


Miss Bahamian Culture
a woman who sheds the blood
of gold, black and aquamarine
straight from her veins
as she wakes...

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It's a wrap.  Ha-ha-ha
  I need a nap.  Ho-ho-ho
Completely zapped.  Tee-hee-hee
  What a pile of --- crepe paper!
            Ha-ha!

I...

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4th of July
Carnival magic
On the town “square”

Parade for the kids
Crepe paper bike spokes
Goats dyed pink by my Aunt Marjorie

Small town America
Fresh corn on the cob
Oozing with butter

Red and white checked plastic tablecloths
Blowing off picnic tables.
Cold...

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Prom
Crepe Paper Streamers
Glitter and Fuss
Fancy Dresses You Can Never Use Again
At exorbitant prices
Fancy Tuxedos
Rented Until the last two don't get one.
Limo.
What?
It's not a wedding, people. It's a prom!
Few will dance.
Most  of the boys will...

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I watched as they flew home this night 
Impoverished as the ground below them
Like an armada dark-sailed, secret, 
mysterious, focused and grim
Full stops on the landscape outside
Dark, as if comma'd winged exclamation, 
Ripping skies like...

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I stand and stare at the empty branches,
stripped now of all the regalia of Christmas,
naked and sadly alone in my gaze
like the gray day beyond every window.
All the celebrations have been swept to yesterday
like prom...

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