Long Roman nose Poems

Blossom
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Blossom

Just grab a seat on that stump lad, and I'll take centre stage, 
With a yarn about a small brown donk, and a lad about your age.
And thanks much for the offer, but I'll give...

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While looking for Elvis
Met Nessie in Loch Ness
Hoarding a leprechauns pot of gold

While getting ready to depart
I tripped over the Lost Ark
In the baggage of a hitchhiking Pharaoh

Thought I had got lost in flight
Stumble into...

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I peer at myself in the mirror.
My forehead is nice though I like it covered with bangs.
Lines there are to be expected,
and so too, the crows’ feet at my eyes.
At the base of my forehead...

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Dear god, she prays, an unfamiliar sensation, 
The words tripping clumsily off her tongue: 
Dear God, I know I don’t talk to you as often as I should 
And I know I sin like it’s...

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He has a Roman nose, bright eyes, flashy teeth,
Chocolate brown complexion,
Features which animate only when he interacts—
Otherwise, typical unscholarly looks!
A nonconformist in religion, a revolutionary in spirit,
A stoic in practice—
Epithets can be multiplied.

Sought strange experiences:
Travelling...

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X Factor Disaster.

She certainly has the X factor
Beauty chic and flair
And if I had one wish
I’d be her teddy bear
Eyes of fire
A wasp waist
And a big fat bum
With a tattoo of my face
Legs like a...

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Bloody, bloody Ezra Pound
I never got my head around
his magnum opus: The Cantos
I’ve tried so hard but goodness knows
he didn’t intend it to be easy
for me or his mate Mussolini.

Perhaps obscurantism was his policy
or perhaps...

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Born of smoke and fire glow
In those blazing summers of long ago
Little mountaintop pagodas
Wooden cabs with cute cupolas
Guardians of the grand Sequoia
Douglas fir and ponderosa

Where vigil kept with eagle eyes
Spotted smokes of wildland fires
Called the...

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It is the evening I have waited for, 
stiletto heels three inches high adorned my feet,
real nylons hung from garters beneath a
skin tight, leather skirt of maraschino cherry-red.
A blouse of white silk, with a cascade...

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As noses go, I’d say mine is okay
if it is viewed by someone from the front.
But if you look at it another way,
it’s not so wonderful; let me be blunt.

My nose is long, and if...

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When I was a little girl,
Mother said to me
on my dad’s side there had been
a pure Cherokee.

I felt so proud that I had
in my ancestry
blood of those who roamed this land
throughout history.

I’d been born with...

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across there in cold light
gazing to the passing scenes
sometimes a glance back, then
and see that I’m still staring

a striking mask, your thunderous youth
that sharp ridge of a Roman nose, so narrow
deeply fixed emerald and golden-rimmed
eyes...

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The existence of the Greek profile,
         the gods of Olympus...
        The Roman Nose Sculpture
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