Long Dowager Poems

Completing the Pattern
by Michael R. Burch

Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead
who kept life’s compact and who thus endure
harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds
and manicured green lawns. The sky’s azure,
pale blue once like their eyes,...

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Love has a Southern flavor: honeydew,
ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spout
we tilt to basking faces to breathe out
the ordinary, and inhale perfume ...

Love’s Dixieland-rambunctious: tangled vines,
wild clematis, the gold-brocaded leaves
that will not keep their order in...

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(alternately titled: a pudendum posse petty filed trophy - 
by hy phen - made declarative).
 
Appearance of the New Courier
(with namesake "Georgia Ives")
flew into the courtroom
faster than Bold face WingDings.

After the judge opened
waxed sealed envelope...

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I stoked every fire echoing into the mouth of arthritis?
A rhyming balm develops epileptic quasar fear?
If so, will he enter arbitration “Sold Out”?
Sleep wills She to cocoon beside you, Artemis?
Resplendent fallow flowers ecstasy coriander?
Do we...

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The Actors assemble on the stage 
Where they’d been for years and for days,
And read their lines and read their lives
From the fragmented script of an unwritten play:

Says The Callow Young Man to the Ingenue,...

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Mistress Rose, dowager of the garden
Would you flaunt your beauty with ne'er a pardon
Fawn seductively in morning's breeze
To entice favours from passing bees?

Would you flick your crimson velvet skirts
To court kisses from pretty butterfly flirts?
Would...

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The Arrogance of Wealth

By Elton Camp

“Dowager Countess” you must call me 
Any familiarity and evil will befall ye

I am a very wealthy aristocrat
I am sure you are jealous of that

I hold a most lofty station...

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A fine country squire name of Zachary,
Made a fortune in his haberdashery.
The ladies and gents,
Put out a fair pence,
In return for the good squire's advisory.

He fancied a dowager lady,
Known as quiet, fastidious Miss Sadie.
She was...

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Sweetly but no longer dazzling our eyes
Energy ebbing ,her motivation low
Putting out colours which do not surprise
That her less vibrant hues no more do  glow

Embracing dull, sedate and sombre dresses
Mocking us, her nature being...

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Oh majestic peaks,

standing so tall,

the points never meager,

uplifting like the beautiful dowager.

~*~

The greenery covers,

like a flock of plovers,

and a blanket of fibrous wicker,

near the rocky slopes that flicker.

~*~

The sunlight is poking through,

and a wall of...

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