Short Beaut Poems
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Laurent-Perrier cuvée brut,
Moet et Chandon follows suit,
Nicolas Feuillatte: brand is moot!
Only Krug is banned (too much loot).
Pommery, you will agree, is beaut!
Warm
Osmic
Man eaters
Adorable
Nice
Beaut
Upbeat
Insistent
Lovely ladies
Touch
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Unmeasurable tended act,illegal
part of time,the less-beaut part of
life,stilless storms in every form.
They set the course,the beaute
rot they want,but above all seeth
thee in heart slayed shape......
Kim Kardashian is a beaut, but we all know that she can be a sloot.
She was with Ray J for his dime, now their affair has ended up online.
She looks a bit like her Mom but in her prime.
Sorry Kris, it's past your time.
I'd love to call you sweetheart
I would be so proud
To walk beside you down the street
And watch the gazing crowd
So beautiful to look at
All eyes are fixed on you
But I'm the one who holds your hand
While gazing at you too
Picturesque colorful skies
With rainbows and butterflies
Swarms of yellow jacket bees
Fly over the deep blue seas
Mountains of tall greenery
Animals north east south west
Oceans beneath scenery
Nature's beaut at very best
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The smell of her scent
So soft, is her skin
Heart shaped...are her lips
Her slim eye brows...dark
Her eyes wink, long lashed
So small, her nose
So long, her hands
Her nails...pink paint
Her ears, hold gold
Her breath...soft
Her smile...shines
Her heart...loves
She's warm
A such
Beaut
So those long sought days are here.
Grass turns green.
Emollients, making their way
to nourish buds, stop,
for the sake of
pollination, moisture
become the hero,
uds sit, waiting for sunlight
waiting for sunlight
Then, becoming modified,
No longer are they buds,
earing beaut;
as if, created by a skilled hand
When I look in your eyes I see a beaut,
The aspect of your love is unexceeded.
I'd give entirely everything in the cosmos,
For you?, how I feel is illimitable.
The nomenclature of our kinship is unlike others,
Sadness hates our happiness...ignoble hoi polloi.
Maybe a baby one day can join our 2's company,
To make a long story short..............I love you.
Academy Night
Actor's delight
Oscars night
Talent fight
Red carpet
Posers market
Look beaut
Penguin suit
Couture dress
Looks a mess
Premier
First affair
Accept award
They applaud
Eat dinner
Congratulate winner
Best actor
Talent factor
Producer's groovy
Best movie
Winning star
Will go far
Nights end
Egos to mend
My dog’s in the corner, her head is hung low
She fears all the sound coming through the window
The lightning and thunder, they scare her too much
That I must go to her now and offer a touch
She cries in the dark when the storms come around
I guess it’s the lights and all of the sound
She’s just like a baby, but hairy, yet cute
She’s my German shepherd and she is a beaut
Mikey is a mango muncher,
He just loves that yellow fruit,
It is orange on the outside
With fragrant aroma that's so beaut.
Once he takes that skin off
His taste buds do a loop-de-loop,
Munching all that yellow flesh,
It really is his favourite fruit.
Now the juice is running everywhere,
What a mess he's in,
It's dripping down both his cheeks
Just near Mikey's yellow grin.
I know, by count, you’re well aware
the dazzled heads that spin to stare
such grace and curves and utmost charm
you’ve deigned to hang upon my arm …
but, do not spare your time to waste
that brand of sweet - not quite my taste
besides, you’ve found a love, most true -
that mirrored beaut you rendezvous …
the perfect couple … you and you.
Writing cute with words of beaut
He lifts me up with prose,
Preaches words of wisdom
I ate when heard transpose.
For never wrong to sing a song
From heart with all good mind,
Hence often read all of his
Digest and then rewind...
To the start my eyes do dart
Restoring appetite,
Vision with optimism
Bringing much delight.
Spiritual poetry
Soothing sacred soul,
Admire and aspire..
To better is the goal.
Yes, it's the racing carnival,
Fashionistas so topical,
Significance trivial,
Lovely fillies,
Eye candy,
Drunk and silly,
Studs in suits,
Looking beaut,
Glitterati,
Haves and wannabes,
For the paparazzi,
Doyens of the racing industry,
You all look fabulous,
Gambling magnanimous,
Thoroughbreds' gloss,
Media hype and dross,
Great racing day,
Booze, bets and babes,
Stuff the plebs today,
Our public holiday,
Melbourne Cup Day!
Who is he? They were asking in Montana, Bandicoot.
It was Mr. Electric Blue spider, and he was a beaut.
He kept creeping along, pretending he did not understand.
Besides, he was on his way to hear a Mariachi Band.
Seriously, do you know him? My neighbor asked me.
I thought she was too curious, we call her Widow Zee.
He’s an out-of-towner, a stranger, I said in my best voice.
I hear that he is a widow man, his deceased wife was Joyce.
"Alright beaut?"
The landlady said
As she poured a fresh pint
Of Ale for our Fred
"Hangin" said Fred
As he supped at his beer
"I been working all week
Restoring that pier"
Nice little earner
For someone, you see
Brings all the punters
Down to the sea
Property prices
Will go through the roof
But will be much too high
For Gethin and Ruth
They'll be displaced
Just over the border
In cheap rundown flats
Where others marauder
i was in the canvas seat in front,
at the pictures ...Shiela, hunt,
was playing with her little foot,
got the wrong feet, wasna Toot,
playing footsie with her momma ,
sure thing dude, what a bummma,
Dadda gave me the boot,
forthwith, depart ya great galoot, (ya mug)
sprang on me pushy bike, alone,
Kangaroo dogs did softly moan, (greyhounds)
impassioned but resolute,
Little Tooty was a beaut...
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thank you Russell Sivey,
"my love note"
Don Johnson