Long High fashion Poems

When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We started from Thatsnot, OK
Which was more or less ok
But then...

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As the sun shone in southern skies, I was finally on my vacation,
And I turned the pages of a magazine, with new fashion creations.

I lounged beside the resort pool, in a straw hat and sunglasses,
Sipping...

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The beauteous days of summer were here at last,
And the primetime of nature was coming so fast!

We sat on the porch, watching a lazy day go by,
With no interesting views, to gladden our eyes.

Then one...

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it's Fashion Week in New York City and the people just can't wait
to see the lastest trends that the designers will demonstrate
to all the fashionistas with their obssession to impress
tis the season to be a...

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Look at them, tangled in insignificant conversation
about politics or stereotypes of  blacks, whites and Asians, 
lack of youth education, weather ruined vacations, how inflation squeezing their arm like “yo, I got you taken, 
and...

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GARDEN

She smelled like the colors
of an intricate garden in which
every geometry and every dimension,
every expression of soft composition,
had the dominant splash, the pervasive
aura, the relentlessly visible subtext
of red

Centered and rooted in the soil
of tradition, North...

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Pretty girl slithers through the fields                             ...

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(Adventures In Geriatric Land)

Does your dentist have money for Porsche that you’ve lost?
Is the hair on your head now the color of frost?
Is the zip in your life only internet speed?
Do your savings accounts all...

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Missions on a selfie stick is described as a result of a sudden appearance. But a carbonated omitted beast is not normally associated with a dramatic spoon and cables dancing are very often fragrant. Neat...

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I have her nineteen fifties' Trifari
     fine costume jewelry, which I hold dear,
since my sweet mom bequeathed it all to me;
     when worn or touched, I feel...

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Thank you God for giving me 6 legs
That’s more than ample and plenty I guess
To get around and praise You for Your glory

Thank you for the 6 very sticky feet
I get to walk on walls...

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New York City is like a cobblestone symphony,
where jackhammers and footsteps form the rhythmic timpani,
sirens and honking taxis, are the cymbals, that provide sudden bursts of energy,
traffic’s hum could be the violins and pigeon squawk...

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Who’s pitching tonight?
Him? – Oh he’ll do alright
His curveball’s so tight
Yankee Fan

Be it Clemens, Mussina or Meyers
Pettitte, Rivera, Villone
He’s willing to bet on his pitcher
Especially if pitching at home

Jeater – now he’s really something
And A...

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A Girls Night Out

Girls talk.  It’s what they do
And shoes….Yes…They do that too
Some girls are thirsty after breakfast
Coffee’s good but never lasting
They have this thing that they invented
Involving other beverages of certain measure
Adult drinks...

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Where's the firey temper that I used to know
Where's the passion for life and fun
Where's the love that was so strong that 
emotions would overspill and make me cry...
... with happiness

Where's the energy I used...

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The dread been telling you
And you hypnotized by high fashion society
And you backslider calling yourself celebrity
The dread been telling you
Dread things to come coming now
A fire on the dry canefields of sophisticated reality
A fire red...

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Interesting scenic sway on swabs of society.
 
Portrayal of high fashion. Obs and such ilk have no place in the vista of kaleidoscopic train. Of amplified sexual sway.
 
Changing by the eras.
 
What would the...

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Pray for us St. Mushroom of the Holy Sin
Keep our fingers free from sticky things
And safe from anxiety of the open hole 
In the middle of the doughnut where it belongs
Deliver us twelve of them...

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Well and here I am in New York City
looking like I just stepped out of Vogue
and the confidence I display screams GQ
in these and those studio photos and
many high fashion magazines then it's off
to Hollywood...

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I went to the mailbox
Much to my dismay 
I would've rather had smallpox
Than what I found today

I may sound dramatic
And I guess that is true
But what I found so traumatic
You sounded so blue

Did it cross...

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In blue jeans and a large floppy hat, 
Charming as the hot, southern morn;
She hears songbirds go this way and that-
And scarecrows are still as the corn!

Scented Sadie softly, secretly, smiles.
Whatever notions could be in...

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My first pair paved the way
to explore my small world-
as toddler in laced shoes.
Such years of happy feet
walking in varied shoes
finding a larger world.

Then high-fashion shoes
entered my teen years
saddles shoes or flats
under poodle skirts
all thru...

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Last Friday they closed down the brothel up the street 
Gothic beauties standing despite negative propaganda 
I hated seeing them go...it was a real fine place to meet 
With its beckoning red light and wide...

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Polish
by Michael R. Burch

Your fingers end in talons—
the ones you trim to hide
the predator inside. 

Ten thousand creatures sacrificed; 
but really, what's the loss? 
Apply a splash of gloss. 

You picked the perfect color
to mirror...

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The spiral staircase made her high heels sing.
 San Francisco's nights treated her that way.
 Sophisticated vacation each Spring -
 Nothing seemed as romantic as the Bay.

 She met him on the wharf one moonlit...

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