Long Crinolines Poems

Chandeliers glow beneath golden cherubs
Highlighted arches; adorned the great hall.
Paintings of cupids by masters of old,
Watched from the ceiling as people stood tall –

Debutantes fluttered their lashes and fans.
Pastels reflected on floors and shone bright.
Shadows...

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50’s housewife on kink							


I like to please, always have
you need something, already in the car, your favorite dish- surprise it’s made
delicious, nutritious  , satisfying
catering to all whims
don’t get up, i’ll get you another drink...

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I await your coming for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high. The lilac branches are still bare and shivering in the laggard lion’s breath of March. They await your kiss, the Monarch...

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*** Trees ***

With or without their leaves,
Call out to me
Especially with a spiritual mystery
That amplifies as I investigate
And admire the vast variety
Of their beauty —
Borne in the costumes 
   of their diversity —
Their...

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I await your coming
for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high…
lilac branches still bare and shivering
in the laggard lion’s breath of March
they await your kiss, Monarch of summer.

purplish buds
sprout from gray lilac branches...

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Cliff
On sea cliffs walks a breath of grace
Windswept wonder splashed on her face
Sun shadows dance around her feet,
Delight in this sandy retreat,
Green parasol, like flower blooms
Floral scents and ocean perfumes,
Flowing spice of the salty air,
Carefree...

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Oriental head dresses glisten in mid-morning sunlight
small waists fitted into tight girdles and large crinolines 
move gracefully over chipped cobblestone

Men tip their top hats and wink at beautiful young women twirling decorative 
umbrellas over well...

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Crinkling crinolines creating
  a ballooning circle rising
    out from my shins.  
      They are itching.
        Socks neatly rolled...

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The last days of summer sigh,
breathe out slowly.
Summer colors fade.

Mercurochrome leaves-
burnt orange and lemon yellow-
mimic the colors in my new wool sweater.

Liquid saffron autumn light
filtered through the trees,
remind me of other days
filled with envy.

Me in...

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Bits of me are missing mother,
the bits of me which you placed.
Bits of me are missing Mother;
ah,         I see you in my face.

Trying to remember Mother’s days...

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Hard to fathom what makes us tick
We're all unique as they say
One person loves rock and roll music
Another loves Sammy Kaye

Was always a true Glenn Miller fan
And big bands of the 40s and 50s
Vocalists like...

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Hard to fathom what makes us tick
We're all unique as they say
One person loves rock and roll music
Another loves Sammy Kaye

Was always a true Glenn Miller fan
And big bands of the 40s and 50s
Vocalists like...

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Fall's Beginning  

- featuring Sara Kendrick
 
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
Early zephyr cool and air wrung dry
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
A start to a wonderful day...

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When he spoke of his love, the words flew from his lips
like silver butterflies in the morning sun
And when she heard he was speaking of her, she shuddered
and giggled with girlish laughter, while the pink...

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Fall's Beginning
Written by:
Sara Kendrick

The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
Early zephry cool and air wrung dry
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
A start to a wonderful day birds cry
Leaves in places...

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Wild spangled lolli of feminine wiles
Pippy long stockings with sneaky sly smiles.
Hair like gold brittle bristles, wires wrap
Knoggin harnessed between hair band strap.

Wild, flying eyes, wiggling under britches
a merry carnival, organic stitches;
attire of confetti a...

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