Long Tableware Poems

Aware of my attention to her as well as my proximate presence, she went on in a steadily refined rhythm, neither upset nor uplifted, holding my slick sight at reducible ductility and scotching its sneak...

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We're sitting on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 

Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, and all black-tie, 
candlelight and...

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We're sitting on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 

Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, and all black-tie, 
candlelight and...

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...dedicated to Billy Collins


We're standing on the Dining Table, 
Salt and Pepper by ourselves, 
Tablecloth is in the drier, 
Dinner Plates still on the shelves. 
Later on there'll be a banquet, 
fifteen guests, an all...

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My auspicious Holiday Muse,
it has a hunger pang...
A pen which merrily sings of words,
joyously written in the heart
Honored friends and guests 
invited freely 
to a feast of thoughts

Etiquette tableware articulation
is succulently presented:

Romantic spooning
lovingly receives
a lip...

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You've been hiding from me long enough
Now I'm willing to take with me
Anyone willing to go after you
To close the hate I have for you in a cup
Sweetened with my no
To polish my tableware clean

Baby,...

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Green, spruce tree with ornaments to spare
Turquoise lights gleam and brightly flare
Crimson stockings are bulging with a sweeter fare
Purple, velvet bows spliced on presents with care
Blue garlands hung de rigueure
Bronze crèche our faith to bare
Chartreuse...

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Who taught the fish to swim,
in garden's pond.
Who paiinted the flower's gloriour colors,
showing them dances on the lawn.

Who captured fluffy clouds, 
and tied them in the air.
Who pasted the universe overhead,
shining on God's tableware.

Who made...

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You sit at the table, waiting;
Conjoined with fancy silk linen;
Golden tapestry tableware;
Customly so fitting

Welcome to the table
Come sit down sup wit Jesus

Walk down the altar Just As You Are;
Sin where are tapestries you wear;
You need...

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As I stand by the kitchen window I must say
My chin against my chest spent from working all day
Warm wet soapsuds adhere to my hands as I pray
Washing the seasoned tableware, running away
Unfasten thoughts of...

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