Long Supermodel Poems

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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She had a supermodel body with immense scars on her pretty face, but long before these scars existed there wasn’t a man that didn’t wish for a taste
To buy a drink for the beauty that...

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Guyana

Georgetown Guyana, Sunday morning
the market is bustling with people voices
buying vegetables and other food items
a variety of different brands and choices

as the sun shines in the sky
behind the white clouds, it glows
and across the land...

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If President Trump knew me 
What would I be? 
A prince, pauper or just someone with a degree 
He the President may know me from a time when I was a little chukker 
During the...

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when you lose sight of what really counts
its easy to focus on only whats shallow
am i too fat is my nose too big
do i walk or talk weird whats wrong with me
when we forget the...

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not having a chance to get their own birth
perfect
(having had no say in the matter), the perfectionist is thrown into the world,
where chaos reigns---
and the primary caregiver who showed up for the
job
(providing one was lucky...

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whilst perusing the gallery o’ conditioners of
air,
a hand comes flying up toward him,
insistently shaking & uttering the man’s name
as if he is supposed to remember---
“john doe here, how are you?” remarks the man,
a salesman with...

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In our Asian-cum-Eastern land
No one prefers or admires
the dark-skinned or tanned

Gosh, as if the fair-skinned alone
belonged to the so-called fairer sex
And here, 'black is beauty' a phrase unheard
All falling for the light skinned almost in...

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Once in a blue moon
                I vividly dream of a veiled woman
        ...

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My name isn't Barbie
I'll never be 
A supermodel
No 18 inch waist
Like Scarlet O'Hara
Skin not flawless
Many imperfections
Yet, I carry myself
As if I possess these
Traits that supposedly
Define what real beauty is

Real beauty isn't
Discovered in magazines
It isn't strutting...

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It hurts when I go for a walk
and get attacked by the same old dog,
it hurts when I run over things
I can't see because of the fog,
it hurts when I'm in the shower
and come out...

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I went to a crazy bar in a fancy car with a supermodel.
I had everything I wished, except it felt so bare and hollow.
Woke up and cried, though I know, no one heard my sorrow,
How...

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s/he’ll stand for just what you
want her/too,
s/he’ll pull out all the stops,
s/he’ll stay up all day & night
to gain another ballot box,
s/he’ll visit towns & villages
that no one knows exist,
s/he’ll bow down, suck off,
kiss up,...

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cute & cuddly at the 
workplace, s/he’s the 
one that everybody loves---
it be fair to say that s/he was smart
but more so to say that
s/he’s the person that everyone secretly wants to
get in the pants...

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Oooh FUNKY MONKEY on a John Deer
tractor in a pair of blue overalls
everybody that gets a load of you just
has to have their picture taken with you
Now you’re a movie star with agents on
speed dial...

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I  am not superfulous
I am not high
I am just me 
agree or deny

Its in the look of my eye
in the swing of my hair
in the sheen of my lips 
in the boldness of my...

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*Coitus*


A thoroughbred dime,
supermodel fine.
Gauge earnings, sleeve tattoos
and similar world views.
No tan lines,
I'm trying to get next to you!

Juices flow, rhythm & blues,
wine & dine you
play with ice cubes!
Inspired by your movements
one of a kind!
A spectacle...

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Tall, slender, supermodel tree,
elegant trunk dappled silvery milk.
Waif-like leaves dance in the breeze, 
flirt and flutter,  a skirt of silk. 

Arms reach skyward, lean and long,
slim limbs  covering sylph-like form.
Sinewy shoulders,  but...

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A little girl almost a teenager,
That was me you see.
Living in a thin society,
looking in the mirror and all I see,
is pounds and pounds shedded on me.
This thin society was my very essence,
the only control...

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Body cavity is as fine as [s]he can be.
[S]he walks with jealousy because [s]he is not me.
I wonder why I aggravate effusively.
Is it [my] swagger?
Is it how I enthrall with [my] poetry?

A supermodel has this...

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