Long Haute couture Poems

In a sense everything is a seed of it's successor
The universe is change, life is judgement
Those aren't my words, they're a famous author
The rest of these are and what I think he meant
Before you demur...

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Unquotable quotes: Fashion modeling with an eye on footballers – XXVII

Isn’t “haute couture” like “cordon bleu cuisine”? Both equally edible? You still have to pull the shrimp scales apart to get at the meat.

What do...

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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay
  yet from the east caravans again fill its
pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith

malls rise its clefts, eco-wilderness morph
  into multiplex cinemas; mini golf...

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Part Two

Till October comes around with its bounty
   The granary stuffed to the full
Lush fruits still pulpy and juicy
   Ripen to a filthy rashes on skin brashness
The greenness of innocence
 ...

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cellophane world...

procuring accouterment
of this and that from hither and thither

the consumeristic narcotic
rages through our pulsing veins

as we desperately try to pull on the ever-loosening reins


growing up all those years ago was easier, I do confess

with...

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A monochrome of boho days
segue one another surreptitiously.
Endless pantomimes of idle chatter flutter by.
Cantilever bridge, a one stop halting site for gossip and suspense.
Small talk, bespoke winged creature, Combe of pleuron.
Turin shroud spotter in the...

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 - breath blushes blue between us ...

you ask the question
THAT question
so, you're requesting rationality, lucidity
when you stand before me dressed in pure starlight
ONLY starlight, with moon drops in your eyes
splashing your coy smile like...

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Since the bloody Battle of Hastings
When 'Arold got killed by French Bill
We've seen an endless invasion of French
And I've just about had my fill

Don't we have enough words of our own
In this wonderful language of...

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With a cosmopolitan tabloid draped upon her lap,
A girls sits at her vanity wearing an underdress unstrapped.

The woman on the page portrays perfection with a pleasing smile,
Upon her curvy contoured shape she draped in an...

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There across the wind rides my silly pride 
The very sound of my regret voice caresses my bones
Fate never assumes 
As bad luck so fumes 
I never wanna have you
Fantasies of me wrapped up in...

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"Haute Desiderata" 

things of beauty
drip off bodies
transitory

le rêve privé
vague veil 
reveals desiderata

transparent
magical
pomp

exotique
automaton
idle idol walk

robotic
sensuous 
cool and vacant 

such beauty 
drips off bodies
transitory desiderata

elusive
illusory 
birds of paradise

haughty 
haute
pomp desiderata

gilded
graceful 
incomplete 

desiderata drifting
dwindling 
desideratum

elusive
statues idyll 
idle idol...

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Gloria is the lass all the college boys fancied. In fact, she
was the one they dreamed of marrying. Yet, when she walks
through the door at the reunion, she’s unrecognizable! In
truth, she looks like a wrinkled...

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Nothing warms the cockles of the heart like a cheery, "Hello!"
'Twill put a spring in your step and set your face aglow!
'Tis nice to hear a southern lass say, "Hi, shuga, how y'all!"
Or be greeted...

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She was  actually simple,
a woman,
simple,
she just loved
 the best,
simply...
her common look
 was enchanted
with  all beauty...
a brilliant
splendid,
a  eternal
diamond...
Of the music she loved
the splendid sound of
classics, from the  french
light  waltzes...
From poetry, all...

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Milania, Milania

Milania, Milania, our journey’s nearly done,
We fudged the facts, paid little tax, the prize is almost won,
The polls I hear are tied —‘tho  clear that most folk are disgusted.
With hollow eyes they realise...

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Hobbies are for losers, and habits are hobbies for the poor,
But hopping into heaping piles of rubbish is haute couture.

What’s in, ladies and gentlemen, is what we want thrown out,
But not to own it but...

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Don't cover me with a mantle of glitter
For a circus parade that flaunts
A pretentious kaleidoscopic dream,
Where I am tricked to enchant an audience
Paying hard-earned bills while I roll on a tyke--

Or use my ivory as...

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The faintest rumble in the East
Droplets; barely noticeable
Did you hear that?
Must have imagined it
Anyway, not intrusive enough to spoil our most important of conversations...
The Economy is thriving, the housing market is back to boom levels!
How...

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Not to question the Almighty
Though when planning out our life He
Might have done a better job 
In the designing of the gob

For in the matter of our teeth
Far from a permanent bequeath
They’re like friends for...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 29

At last O Children of the Mother Contrées*
Roll out the red carpets for High Potentates
The hour of glory at Champs–Elysées

Cry not from Eiffel Tower 2C degrés
Temperature rises end...

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Elie Saab creates haute couture
For women who are silm, demure

It’s not for rolly polly me
With little bulges you can see

Elie Saab is my hero bright
He lights up the red carpet night

He dresses are simply divine
But...

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She always was his trophy
The Perfect Man's match
With manners to perfection
Haute couture and a hat.

All was on schedule
Each day of the week
She knew when to smile
She knew when to speak.
She knew when to lie down
And...

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High fashion,
                 high culture ...
              ...

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Fall season is a favored time of year
when leaves irradiate their aurum cheer.

Custard colors cloak paths with brilliantine
while misty breezes tease the woods to sheen.

A couturière flouncing haute couture,
adorning the hillside with striped hachure.

Rich gemstones...

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Statuesque burdened bare boughs
Hanging icicle daggers 
Winters haute couture 

Crowned with a ribbon of frost 
Shimmering beacon 
Aligned with blazing night stars 

Cold bitter sculpture 
Towering furnace of ice 
Until the rays warm her heart...

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