Long Rubies Poems
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LAG LIPSTICK & GUM
Once upon a time
Beneath the amber grain
A lady lives her name is
Lizzy bell
A fast fashion pretty lookin princess
Laced in diamonds and rubies and satin dresses
She's a 128 pound and bench press 308
A slick young lady, who never blind dates
A little slow on reversal, but quick to run
Wat's her name, say her name
LAG LIPSTICK & GUM
Lizzy kisses with grit and grace
While chewing gum she kisses barbwire for fun
Lizzy Bell razzle, dazzle champion and quail
Shrimps and giants she's so defiant
Men go one the run
From Lizzy Bell yes they run
LAG LIPSTICK & GUM
12/07/17
by james Edward lee sr.
Princess Forever’s Frosted Lake entices aurora borealis to smile down
Embracing and warming her with mystical surrealism that shines on the lake.
She gives a gentle blow, to see her magic,
which dances past her lips, and her gown,
Delighting her in the form of ethereal star breaths,
with every single breath she will take.
The day retires quickly, not taking a glimpse or
a glimmer of the Frosted Lake’s turn.
Princess Forever will float her magical soul into
a scene unbearable to day creatures.
Her headband, encrusted with opals, emeralds,
and rubies, that flash like a fire’s burn,
reflect themselves as a part of the magic that
shows off the night’s enticing inner-active features.
Ancient songs float from the outside perimeters
of the mist, ensuring a magical delight.
The fourteen-point snow reindeer takes his place on the ice,
ready for his gorgeous night princess to alight.
They twirl around the ice in flares,
flipping and swirling magic until the beginnings of daylight.
When they once again have to return to dreamland,
letting the sun and day take over the fight.
Falling Autumn leaves brashly wave goodbye to Summer
And strew the pathways with emeralds, rubies, and gold.
Radiant beauty engages the land in mummer
Encouraging Summer to relent and let loose its hold.
Watching with glum expression and immodest dress,
Eventually losing the tug-of-war with the chill cold.
Life and death become the drum to which She will bend
Leaving the breathless Wind time to nimbly mend.
Tomorrow She moves forward
Onward from time borrowed.
Sulking away with dried diamonds
Until Autumn’s auric sky explodes
Mindfully exposing Her horizons.
Memory of Summer implodes.
Efficacious efforts of Her victory,
Reign of Autumn’s golden glory.
Jasmine blooms adorn your hair, handsome
Gold anklets swish neat tales my awesome
henna in those cute hands is bosom
rose tears perfume fills the room, awesome
Your rubies and jade have made you bloom
charming diamond bangles, my awesome
Coal makeup let your eyes fade the gloom
wear the pearl necklace will shine; awesome
Why your blond face peak same as a gnome
The groom's voice from afar, my awesome
Your dresses were snatched here and, there some
captivate with your sparkle awesome
you are a quaint heaven bride, oh groom
you are Soto blessed bride, my awesome.
Written March 3rd, 2022
Married into esteem, wet blood of rubies
Eighty one ladybugs jitter over decoletage
Prince winks at my wonderment, approving
Twinkle pink flashes, silk rhubarb mirage
His newest attainment suitably adorned
Heavy with resplendent raspberry prize
Chest rise and fall, cool gems warmed
Youngest addition, other wives despise
Purple swords impale my heart, royal highs
Paraded through market bustle by monarch
Scintillation imprisons many envious eyes
Stones steal attention, status makes its mark
Gliding aside sultan, highlighted in twinkling
Sea side suite seduces snaking strawberry
Lavish lashings threaten to erase my history
Desirable princess flung far from ordinary
Chartered fingers caress coves in rapture
Lustre of pandora fulfills intrigue's voyage
Merged territories weave magic carpet capture
Traipsed mapping harbours among cleavage
Enamoured mumbles promise a hundred emeralds
Deftly, he unclasps pleasing planet neck orbiter
Molten mouth sears my shoulder, lurid liquid gold
Rallied rubies release, libation grains pour on floor
18th July 2020
Written for Julia Ward's Contest -
' I Went Shopping for Rubies'
A word time and time again
That makes an ass out of you and me
Let me explain.
A prostitute,
Someone who sleeps around for money
A person who enjoys sex.
A whore,
A woman who has pleasure
In having more than one companion
A lady with flirtatious ways,
A mistress a cunning thief.
A girl who was born with no direction
No one, to love her
Guide her or teach her rules.
Each of these characters are women
A mother
A friend
A victim.
This poem is not written to offend thee
Nor to accuse you
I write these words merely
To let the world know
That words can be powerful.
A prostitute an individual that has been broken
A whore a child who was abused
A mistress a woman caught up in a vicious, contagious love triangle
Woman please know your worth
You are precious
You are nurtures
Without you Kings and Queens would not of be born.
You are Rubies, radiant and rare
There is no jewel on this earth
That is greater or better than you
Women please remember your worth.
At his readiness, medley reduced to romance
Pure patched with strategy, pony Rosinanthe
Slick sleuth rotund from a thousand tutorials
Ideality frisked into quixotic filly deplorable
Avid lover Danton handles haggard hill driven
Hoof throb corruption chorales sin's provision
Ever after mantra mashed into lurid intervals
Putrid piebald frames racecourse, analytical
Etching on ranch entrance, ostler is cognizant
Required for pyxis stamina, rubies resplendent
Camofluer canters to sumer anonymous rural
Damsel plans her Danton's conclusion brutal
Mid August Triumphant Lament
ABC Poem
Accomplishment is so gratifying
Brave new worlds open up as
Confidence lets you prosper.
During times of stress
Eat healthy and wise
Forward in everything you do
God is your guide
His love abounds
Intense prayer to God relieves stress.
Jesus died so I could be with the Father.
Knowing Jesus is the Word from the beginning.
Love one another the Word says
Makes my life much easier
Notice God’s little miracles
One body, Spirit, hope, Lord, faith, baptism, God.
Praying without ceasing for help, praise, and thankfulness
Quiet time with God
Reading scriptures daily for knowledge and comfort.
Singing praises to the Almighty God.
Teaching myself and others
Understanding the sacrifice of Jesus for me.
Virtuous wife is worth more than rubies.
Window to my soul
X-tra love for others
Your spare time determines much.
Zee End
Copyright © Robert Moore May 6, 2020
The mechanical bird covered with diamonds, sings only
waltzes until the insides give way, and the sound
of his craft is crowing. Whether or not
(my Ladies and Gentlemen, and the Emperor above all)
the mood is coquetry, gurgling as if their mouths held
sweet water, cheesemongers, chambermaids and courtiers,
lackeys and the Duchess, all try for a nightingale,
and the Chief Imperial Singer of the Bed Chamber.
The bird, wound up, wags its tail and sounds the same
tune (decided beforehand) times over, and the moment
of a thousand gold lamps, where the walls and the floor
are made of china is recompense for the title of "Cook."
Even the Emperor's heart is on the left side.
The writers of books insist the Black Art untrue,
but the kitchen maid waiting in the outside world
where the garden ends, finds the cow's bellow gracious,
and frogs croaking in the marsh are church bells.
She dallies for tickets to the court festival to see
the emperor dining, and the ZI-ZI-BI of the Music Master
charms the evil away though he fix on her the great
hollows of his eyes and jewels glare.
In the woods blue by the bay, a small grey bird among
branches believes all that is written, watching
maids and their men grow merry on tea, their forefingers
in the air as they dance.
"Though I live alone,
my song is not stone,
Neither rubies, diamonds, nor pearls,
And the world is a place.
There the actual grace
Will tolerate waltzes and whirls.
Where the loud drums sound,
Both upside and down,
The sword strikes, the gold banner flies,
But porcelin takes care,
I sing as I dare,
And tears are in the Emperor's eyes."
Form:
Your kiss is so rapturous my great love;
Your red lips are like red rubies precious;
A love quite special in Heaven above;
And ever no doubt much and more precious.
I know my emotions soar very high;
Your thoughts always pervade my thoughts so true;
You shall never have to ask when and why;
We share our love passion so very true.
Your kiss will always be my special bliss;
Your touch and caress so gentle so warm;
Our eyes gaze softly as we move to kiss;
And our love will be so sweet and so warm.
And by all on Earth I value so much,
Nothing compares with your kiss and your touch!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
(October 14, 2014) (Shakespearean Sonnet)