Mimes Poems - Poems about Mimes

I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-creation, that it had for long been a passion, Which left contemporary audiences happy, like hued rainbow's lovely sections. The art had ever fascinated me, being able...

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When I clone myself, I will make a marionette the Mime told me. A great idea, as any observant hypervigilant watcher can see. I watch her marionette dancing in a happy summer time way. And I think how much fun the Mime must be, merry and gay. The Mime is a trickster though, wearing a faux happy mask. She makes...

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Sexy knows A deep show Where plenty flows Sexy lights A certain flight That feels so right Sexy feeds In lavish speed A fatal need Sexy drains Old courage plain In spacious gain Sexy feels A tempting thrill As posture bills Sexy starts A curvy art In pulse of heart Sexy floats In a swift gloat Rapture by boat Sexy charms A taunting arm That now must farm Sexy touch Can abort much With crave as such Sexy spills An oozing feel In haunting...

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Springtime's Mimes Rhymes There she swells, a beauty queen A blushing face, so elegantly and green All the king's men gallantly intervene To the march of spring in May's glean April blossoms wean from winter's scene As kings lay spread the earthen bean Tears of queens stream soft and serene As nature's foliage, mothers preen The king and queen, lay courting evergreen Tulips and...

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They're out there on the streets I can see them as I crack my blinds They're passing by so silently I'm to freaked to step outside I know that if they catch me They'll put me in an imaginary box And keep me there til midday Where they'll have my brains for lunch Or tie me up with an imaginary rope To...

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mind mimes tryn get the best of me shackles and chains my enigmad mystery hat ters for hats maidens with made rats madder then that am i on one more then that wrestle with my art show me your heart mine was torn from its sleeve minding the business spawn by thieves stolen parts dolls torn apart flesh porcelian skin we have sunken in harder to find wind comes they are playing mind mimes ?...

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They're out there on the streets I can see them as I crack my blinds They're passing by so silently I'm to freaked to step outside I know that if they catch me They'll put me in an imaginary box And keep me there til midday Where they'll have my brains for lunch Or tie me up with an imaginary rope To...

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My radio just went silent Another episode of mimes Most of them are reruns That they play from time to time I'm pretty sure I've heard this one Where they're in that tiny box Not sure if they're trying to get in or out Either way I wish them luck I don't know how they do it Mimes on the radio Oh listen, it's the...

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With painted face and silent smiles they light the night so dim, Oblivious to their stalker and his diabolic whim. They'd come to sunny Florida to flee Maine's winter snow And play their silent pantomimes on sidewalks as they go. But the analyst has programs and experiments to run; Methodic’ly he thus connects the silencer and gun. Onlookers claim the analyst...

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Maneuvering a maze muddled and dazed but not mixed-up, I decided my life must change in all mimes. The mirror I see me via denies me my rumination of [?]. ____________________________| Verlena S. Walker Penned April 22, 2014 For Nette Onclaud Contest LET'S PLEIADES!...

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When my time is done and I am finally laid to rest I don’t want to be recalled as one who lived life depressed So as I wrote my will, I chose to leave an instruction That laughing gas be inhaled by all those at the function No mournful eulogies will a pastor have to invent For my funeral will...

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