Poseur Poems - Poems about Poseur

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds, scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant, wh......Read the rest...

...Me a zombie? Never! Just a viral doofus poseur, Brainiac and hacker on the loose tapping into other genie lamps, Wireless Stikbot floater skipping ID challenge. Hurdles that authenticate saliva ......Read the rest...

... In social media one of the biggest concerns is the love to prove I'm different from rest; All to feel, I'm just better than any guy, won't share my game plan; Trying hard, all to ......Read the rest...

...Prosthetic language can never fix a Poems broken joints Only inspiration can set the break for sure Crutches and canes to prop up verse severely disappoint Perception falling on it......Read the rest...

...Yukon just coon sitter me a copacetic, energetic, ironic language lover (English is ma lingua franca late mother tongue), who waxes poetic, but tall so one babbling, creaking, and dabbling dis arming......Read the rest...

...An unkempt man approached me one dark evening 'In pursuit', he said, 'of a favour' 'A drink' he explained, but I was unsure of his meaning When he specified it should be of a refined yet peculiar ......Read the rest...

...Here is total nonsense in a verse, It's about the scourge of the burbs, A silly tale of Lady Bonkerley, A femme always dressed in Regency, Draping clothes her poseur finery, And her boyfriend, a......Read the rest...

...Ted Cruz the implausible poseur distorting others' views try a few of his own see him preen for those selfies with gullibles half grown.......Read the rest...

...Tender smile fumes, the vanished touch of yore Against midnight scream, passion in folklore Tether thy gaily words. Not a tear loss Arise ye heads, looked thence before at toss. Silence posit as me......Read the rest...

...A river you're bound to be found in The rope you're bound to be hanged in The noose beckons you swinging A blabe of malice slits your throat. Store-bought attitude and spit You're a just......Read the rest...

...I walk the lane 'neath giant oaks, vast canopies of green, and view the mansion at path's end, a sight I've never seen. My mind begins to picture those precious days of old, the owner of this......Read the rest...