Long Showpiece Poems

Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling.
As her olive skin neatly curved fingers 
slid over an intermittently scratched carbon black handrail she...

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Voyage to the bottom of this... 
prevaricated forth write Declaration!

As most every girl and boy
taught back in the day,
learning base sic life lessons, 
when going to Zerns,
now permanently closed, 
but once upon a time one...

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I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha...
of new year's eve,
yet yours truly does consider
at least one singular plum me facet by Jeeve
er...Robert (or Rabbie) Burns,
a profoundly poignant poem, he did conceive.

Anyway, this wordsmith fascinated
by...

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Passion
Enveloping the evolution of eternity as she radiates dark hues of red and violet, swaying through the hidden passageways of the soul.
She loves to travel, finding enrichment in the beauty of life, gently shaping the...

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One from the 1850s,
I bought it from a Scotsman thrifty,
on the windswept Isle of Skye,
its browning cover caught my eye,
old paper that’s weathered to tan,
each leaf thick and dry in my hands,
an imperious title-page,
and the...

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Spring starts the year with soft flowers
Sometimes brought with gentle showers
Air fragrant with scents that devours
Hues so bright and bold that glowers
Green grass which also empowers
Rabbits hide in brush and cowers
Blue skies show their calming...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Wake Up Black Man 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  May/2017


Black man, I see that you have 
lost your way -  

chasing after women of another 
race...

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for far too long now

he had bottled up his emotions

stuck reason to his wavelength

and built an intricate structure 

in the glass bottle of his mind


a real showpiece emerged

crafted by a master sail maker

a museum piece...

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A little bit of spice and everything nice,
Let's make sure there is no vice
Every time I roll the dice
I am being pushed sidewise,
I always hear their cries,
"Let live by our size,
Don't have to tell you...

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Diary of a House

On a street called Curve
I rest on lovely land
Born when Elvis was young
Born with high hopes.

A cuddly couple came to see,
See me in my fresh pine smell
Pure white-grouted rose brick tiles
They with...

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The smell is a fine one;
The death of a traitor
is always sweet

I feel the pulse of the cheers
echo through the city
when the mighty fall
or the wretched scum meet their end

Then they send the heads to...

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A work of art , always the centre of attention,she was his showpiece, his pride ,she was stunning , simply stunning , wherever he went she was always assuredly by his side.The fact is ,he...

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Dreaming of my art in a museum somewhere.
A bounty of ideas displayed from my heart.
Bold colors combined with unusual flair.
A vision, a feeling, fresh art I impart.

Year upon year painstakingly practicing,
Until ideas unfold and talents...

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The nose feels always sweet from the steams of the lower order
happiness and contentment fill the pages of their folders
still afford basic needs, though with hands quite weak
match the affluent’s gatherings with a barbecue every...

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I tried my best to let you know,
Of feelings of discomfort I was going through,
But each time you managed to catch me off guard,
And leave my dignity completely charred.

I could feel your prowling eyes consuming...

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(Dedication: For Dr Ram Mehta.)


Morning light
Spreads divine psalm --
Touch of zest


By this stone bench
Sleeping cat purrs --
Feline dreamscapes


That old man sits alone
Strange neighbour --
Thoughtful wanderings


Sadness in shock:
Food court bankrupt --
Ghost town feeling 


Dress fitting session
Bridal...

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*Image of Winners of Connecting by Pixabay

Close Encounters of the Best Kind

Anon celebrations plumb us adjusts,
preceding months were more compatible,
familial presence friends superfluous,
plain chat wheedles a bit less fragmental,
pooled consciousness markup valuable,
fruitful homily affect harmony,
ripes...

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Friends congregate
Party mood trickles;
Familiar laughter drowns


Once upon
A dream come true;
Foreign expectations


Invest shoppe
Moments meander;
Burst of high tide


Moaning and groaning
Kettle steam retorts;
Morning brew transits


So many words
Unsaid, unheard;
Uneasy non-conversation


Awkward these glances
Feelings suspended;
Anticipation ignored


Simple ritual
By this park bench;
Watching time...

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I am like a pretty jalopy that has accumulated rust
A proud chassis but with a droopy fender now
No one oohs or wants to purchase me now
Which is great for I am not for sale in...

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The artist, Spring, has painted many hours
On easel earth, creating lovely flowers

Strawberry blossoms giggle, ‘look at me’
As each is a masterpiece nominee

Look at me? But there’s not enough time
To admire each showpiece so sublime

The strawberry...

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Utterly cold waters for two southerners from Oslo.
They take our breath away when swimming. 
The land of the midnight sun and the gorgeous
Aurora lights are featured at Uttakleiv Beach.
Kept our eyes open too for unusual...

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The national flower of Ukraine-  yellow for joy,
in a beautiful landscape that war will destroy !

A symbol of optimism, solidarity and peace,
in my garden sunflowers will be a showpiece !

And sunflowers lifting their...

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