Salons Poems - Poems about Salons

...Beauty of December Cause weather is calm and cool When good friends remember, About vinyl from the spool. Joys of Santas’s goodies When we were small back then, Mother and her cookies Six men ......Read the rest...

...You already saw them.. They call themselve leaders... In this G... something, Talking about a thing... They call it : Peace! In their luxurious salons, Behind them are... paintings, Doves, ......Read the rest...

...10-31-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three Legged Table Above the polished face of the petite gueridon A crystal chandelier sparkles in dreamy hues A......Read the rest...

...I desire nothing more than a chance; Under my silence lies a heap of words; And my lips never hesitate to twitch at their scratch, As the find their way out of my heart; But then the inner little......Read the rest...

...Being a black man with autism is excellent, wonderful, and empowering, too. Being an autistic black man also means pure encouragement, inspiration, and uniqueness. That's how African Americans with a......Read the rest...

...Streets are long, here where the town shifts into linear ranks of commercial blocks out-pacing the moving cars. This is America most everywhere. All that can be seen from a car screen lays it......Read the rest...

...PAUL VALERY TRANSLATION: “SECRET ODE” “Secret Ode” is a poem by the French poet Paul Valéry about collapsing after a vigorous dance, watching the sun set, and seeing the immensity of the night sky......Read the rest...

...Denny’s got an older sister...gorgeous head to toe...living down in Albuquerque… married...couple kids... Owns a chain of hair salons, makin’ mega-bucks, an’ when I stop to think about my didn’ts an......Read the rest...

...Puzzled eyes they keep feeding, A crowd bigger than a political rally breeding A dozen times a friend's had assaulted a kid By him lifted up for a welcoming kiss And now his jaw he has of them ri......Read the rest...

...Soul Sanctuary Wandering through a moveable museum of memories columnar Dusting off exhibits of moments held fast in watercolors gossamer Milestones chiseled into fleeting moments of atonement......Read the rest...

...Poor us, abandoned by life... Poor you, blunted by usury... Poor us, renegades to poverty, poor you, ......Read the rest...

...My fate to be a watcher… “Regarder Les Autres” and write from alleys dark but real, salons for words ill-bred (Le Grande Hotel Paris: May, 1978)......Read the rest...

...The cold of the winter Duffel coats and bobble hats Red, white and green Christmas is nigh The streets of London Paved with precious grey Up in a smoke A concrete jungle of sorts Robins,......Read the rest...

...From the flower, her fancy clothing that in all salons enchants ... From the flower, ......Read the rest...

...Sanctuary Wandering through a moveable museum of memories Dusting off exhibits of moments held fast in gossamer watercolors; Milestones chiseled into fleeting moments, Soft edges of first love;......Read the rest...