Long Dallies Poems

This is a poem written by my mother, under her, "nom de plume", 
Genevieve St. Cyr.

The mechanical bird covered with diamonds, sings only 
waltzes until the insides give way, and the sound 
of his craft...

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YES DEAR!

I have here an old solution
For conflict resolution
Not to mention domestic pollution 
I say 'Yes Dear!'

When the situation is tense
With a subject like pounds and pence
To avoid sitting on the fence
I say 'Yes Dear!'

Though...

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Over the moon? 
Below the stars!
Betwixt a waking dream and benumbing reality ...
A baby-faced blossom tries to summon up its courage
before faring on a quixotic quest to face the raging current
that all the while
is threatening...

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The morning is kind to me when I awaken
She dallies in waiting till I first peep my eyes
As one is half open and t'other half closed
Yet, both can detect her fresh, golden grin.

"Stay away darkness!"...

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I lean to the tree that is leaning to me;
We touch, and our branches twine.
Our budding-song grows stunning and strong;
Her flowers of love are mine.

Her hands so fair in my winding hair
Fill them with life...

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This love, love is so indifferent...
When I used to be the spoiled playboy,
My heart scorned me yet I endured the dallies.
Few shed tears and few took casually,
But when the society blamed me
I dismayed, 'whether I...

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Besotted, beguiled, bewitched,
I walked outwitted and benumbed
into her web of love willingly.
She stared at me like  
a black widow sizing up her prey.

     What draws a moth
   ...

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Rosey, had a rose of course
And Dan had Dandelions.
Sonny sought out Sunflowers
And Pete perfumed Petunias.
Maisey dreams of Daisys,
Cyrus clings to Iris.
Pops loves Poppys everywhere and
Viola vies for Violets.
Amy loves the Amaryllis
While Dolly dallies Dahlias.
Don’t miss...

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Seems lm in an ongoing fight with the devil, 
He's constantly trying to drag me to his level.
He dallies in sin,
And tries to lure me in.
But that's hardly where I'm gonna settle. 

He always picks...

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She dallies on my doorstep;
paying a visit again
Wearisome worry waits
until I let her come in.

I don’t see her at first
when she knocks at the door;
but the perfume of infamous insanity
pummels me to the floor.

She steps...

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Time’s

Shadows creep and crawl across the essence of time.
Time echoes across and throughout my rhyme .
Life’s moments, lived on mountain tops, in valleys’. 
Memories dance upon mirrored surfaces, never dallies 
as the dance, ripples endlessly...

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Winter's winking wearily in the sun
gracefully giving ground
knowing Spring will never run

Muted, molted, monochromatic colors turn
vibrant, vivacious, victoriously
welcoming the return

Soft, subtle scents in the air
lilacs lovingly linger
in the tresses of my hair

Pink petals purling to...

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Diligence dallies,
drawn between soft-shoe shuffle
of whispering corners,
where finger walking negates talking
‘cos tongues are knotted in spittoon embrace,

and voyeuristic carnage vomiting
from polished pine floor,
where stiff dicks bob to a racing heart
and booty is shaken not stirred.

Ice...

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