Short Caped Poems

Caped chameleon
glided on the wings of Sky:
camouflaged with Wind....

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black-caped man holding sickle,
     took his breath away
            one soul lying in coffin....

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Disappearing black caped vireo
Sound better viewed in stereo


By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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We won't ever be anybody's red
caped tin horned hero. 
       We seem local and suburban.
                    All pleased.

Published in Poetry Almanac - Summer 1974...

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wearing marabou foo foo
with a Whoville hairdo.
It's the latest fashion rave.
She split the game in two.
On a diamond sky stage
in her crimson-caped suit.
She captured the flame.
Love that shaped do....

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He's Batman but his true identity is Bruce wayne.
Some people think he's a hero while others think he's insane.
He protects Gotham City from people who are a disgrace.
He protects them from the Joker, the Penguin and even from Two-Face.
The Riddler just struck and Batman has to fight.
He's the Caped Crusader and he's the Dark Knight....

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Candy cane collector cooks confections
Accepting others' ideas with affections
Revising and rewriting recipes regularly
Creating candy concoctions creatively
He is our baker the neighborhood said
All the December candy he made in red
March candies were green clover shaped
Super hero cookies were aptly caped
What started out as a Christmas thing
Ended up as a profession with extra zing...

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Bare feet touching gracious slopes tickles,
Carpet of green grass smitten, subdued;
Bosom caped with white and violet blooms,
Whisper hot breaths, and ecstasy stroked
A secret strength, pulsating – enraptured
Undulating earth teeming with leafage
Rugged hands mount tender luscious cleavage
Carved trunk rests; fell into a reverie -
Soon sprinkled with snow, no foliage;
Day and night, alone, what a misery!


7/16/14...

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Madness fills my mind.
Rabid thoughts pop in and out;
loneliness, longing
fatherless child, I.
Father, she, his?, mine, mine!

Madness flares red-caped
sorrow chases a cats tail.
My one child knows not. 
Not my brothers child, mine
Madness pinwheels razor blades.

Suffering I flee…….
my girl I clutch to only me,
from the bridge we dive
she and I together die.
Father? she, He, mine, MINE!

*Something Wicked Came....

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Strong head in motion ( Gay Response)
strong head motion not to last the magic potion
tomorrow was a waiting term lending magic for que
lines drawn in the sand & oceanic to
believe for sake of a power greater then self
take that book right back on the shelf
dig Caped Cod sought the frog of immense positive choice
relieve for the vast hidden oyster ready to move over

thses are your barking order to a great beholder
© 4 minutes ago, chevyvent...

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    "THE PUMPKIN SHUFFLE"



MIDNIGHT CHIMES MISTY
PUMPKIN SHUFFLE SWINGS EERIE
SMILING GLOWING SMILES

ROLLING ROUND HAUNTED CASTLE
DRACULA SMELLS PUMPKIN PIE.


JACK-O-LANTERNS STRUT
HIDE AND SEEK SO KNIFE WON'T CUT
RAVENS FANCY FEAST

PUMPKIN PATCH HIDES MASQUERADE
VAMPY THIRSTS FOR MARMALADE.


PUMPKINS PINCH MOIST SOIL
OVEN HEAT BEGINS TO BOIL
SCOOPING INSIDES OUT

YUMMY SWEET TREAT TASTES SO GOOD
PUMPKINS SHUFFLE 'NEATH CAPED HOOD....

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Preening poetess you amaze me

Your glowing speckled freckled face

As you quilt a lilt of melodies

With not even a hair out of place

Well caped and draped in shimmering light

Soft gabardine all in tangerine

You muster a bluster of eloquence

A vision the world has so seldom seen 

Your eyes the prize that shames the sunrise

Those rings and bling at your fingertips

And whenever heard the spoken word

Sounds so much sweeter upon your lips

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