Short Browed Poems

There once was a lap dog named Chloe,
Well-groomed and adorned to be showy;
She pranced in the ring,
Applause she did bring,
With her tail and her ears long and flowy.

There once was a schnauzer named Pete,
Bearded and eye-browed so neat;
He wanted to win,
But failed to begin,
For Chloe had gone into heat....

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Through googly eye's
and a warm-browed telling
I see that summer is fast coming
the panting wind proclaims it.

As contrarily as a dude can get
I wish for a fresher breeze
a knee twinging chill or two
not many
just a pinch of a light blue
mildness.

Lunch will be brunch today,
and then a nap
between cold beers.

Summer days
are as hazy-brained as ever
I remember,
just before
night flips its switch....

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“To love, or not to love?” that is the point,
the focus which men lose beyond disjoint.
To be a god among men, and unloved,
is woe: even wild beasts are not unmoved
by these fragmented, lone, unearthly souls,
for whom the scroll of history unrolls.
Man, being so much better than feral beasts,
should eschew (and end!) the vile, evil feasts
of his ire: then love these wide-browed seers, men
and women like the wielder of this pen.

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I was a clear sky
My expectations on you were too high
You were my bright little Sun
Who just came to have some fun
Your sugar coated words
Flew far away like birds
You pretended to be my light
And turned my life into a dark night
Now, crowded with black browed cloud
I still say that'I love you' crying out aloud
Your presence was treasured in my life
But all that you did was stabbed me like a knife
You showered me with all your love
What made you betray me now?...

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