Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are.
You're not a diamond in the sky;
They're earthly gems that people buy -
Crystals, sparkle, cool and icey,
Cheap ones, rhinestones,
Real ones, pricey.
If I could catch a falling star,
I wouldn't put it in my pocket,
But find a fine spun golden chain
And keep it in a locket.
I'd never fear the dark around,
But captivated, navigated,
Safe and sound.
snow is exquisitely beautiful
when it is fresh, it dazzles like rhinestones
rivaling water droplets on a spider’s web
snow is pristine before we make steps in it
she brings a magic
replicated by nothing else
refreshing, enlightening, revitalizing
she changes the ambiance of air and field
nothing changes a day as fast as pristine white snow
I will wear a pink wedding gown, Louise Liss vowed
her fashion sense was as complete as she was endowed
people thought she would change her determined mind
her pink veil was gorgeous, designed by Calvin Kline.
No one had ever seen a bride as gorgeous as Louise Liss.
The audience was thrilled with her groom’s gentle kiss.
Her tiara included pearls, rhinestones, and a giant pink bead.
Pink works for Louise Liss, the congregation readily agreed.
bull ride belt buckle
engagement diamond
the venus north star
frosty icicles
a streak free mirror
diamond earrings
chrome on a truck
sixties sequins
crystal ball gown
polished boots
clean dentures
tiara
sparkling
rhinestones
shine
If I had a squirrel tail
I would wash it and blow dry it every day
My clothes would be altered, to feature said tail
I would show it off with rhinestones and beads.
I might even dye it and add glitter
If I had a squirrel tail
oversized sequins
miniature mirrors
diamond tiara
faux zirconia
Christmas tree tinsel
antique rhinestones
jewelry for prom
crystal dresses
princess carriage
clean mirror
diamond ring
dazzling
sparkling
bling
She doesn't want to be normal
To be known as sensible
There is nothing she won't do
No joke, she will not tell
To her, insanity is normal
Normality is insanity
When she dies, she has one request
Find the brightest, gaudiest outfit around
Add some glitter and rhinestones
And bury her face down with her ass in the air
Maybe a small sign with an arrow
Showing people where her ass is
So they can all kiss it for her
© XI/IX/MMXXV
LRET
rhinestones on the lake
glorious sparkling water
poor persons diamonds
I am
far
too
i r r e p r e s s i b l e
to be
confined by a
c l o s e t.
I have clipped my shopping antennas
No more garage sales, resale shops or flea markets
I cannot be trusted
I am a lover of shiny things, odd things, weird things
I cannot resist buying sequins, rhinestones, glittery mirrors
I am a lover of things
I drag home all kinds of stuff
With feathers, plaids, Mexican embroidery
I am a lover of the outrageous
The stranger, the better
I like the oddities others often overlook
Much of what I buy never makes it out of my car trunk
Stored for years in sacks until I donate them to another resale shop.
bedazzled by jewels
beguiled by the gem of you~
diamond eternal
as fake gold duals
alloys mix unbanding two~
with flames infernal
tears drowning in pools
blinders tunnel, love eschews~
so notes my journal
Love is
Surrounded by Monarch butterflies,
on migration
A tingling in your gut
does not defy
A warmness flutters inside
When flowers perfume
When you are near
You feel the same, I shall assume
Love hurts
When rubies now rhinestones,
dullen, sullen
Diamonds now glass,
cutting deep
Pollen smothers,
I swallow my sorrows
My bleeding heart
Let’s stay together
Dowse the drought
Better a diamond with a flaw
than a pebble without
I love chrome bumpers
Sequins on headbands
Rhinestones on sweaters
Colored gemstones that are polished
Confetti, glitter,
Anything ritzy, ditzy or sparky
I love shiny things
Could I be a crow?
she is a graceful swan
dressed in taffeta with roses
and tiny rhinestones that glitter as she swoops
her legs are pointers
her arms are magical,
she is a swan
Outside my windowpane
Daylight dwindles
Sunshines sparsely
Further from the new dome skies
Ninety-three million miles away
Imbued in ripened colors
Nature’s mahogany, oak, and cherrywood trees
and Jogger’s grassy paths once lime greens,
Chanting to changing tones of richer reds
Clustered blue-jays adorn
Like shimmering rhinestones
Gayly sing above our heads
Shadows stretch out deep
Swaying weeping willows sweep
Smoke smells flow through the crisp air
Musky scent from stonefire oven pits
Spiced up dishes mouthwatering lit
Lavish and lustrous ambers crackle
Flaming orange leaves swirl around and prance
Seducing all to voyeur their performance
Golden crinkled copper leaves splayed
Reaching, rustling to the ground
Making shuffling sounds
Minty blues peak through scarlet rays
Fall cashmere shawls display!
Autumn gardens
Nights that linger lasting moments
Granting lover’s time
For making romance
Coral Bell was a dainty, delicate faerie.
She often wore the colors of the sea
Her iridescent gowns shimmered
Sparkling with pearls and rhinestones
Reminding the mermaids of ocean waves
I wish I was a faerie, said a mermaid, to herself.
I wish I was a mermaid, Coral Bell thought.
Neither realizing they were perfect the way they were.
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