Short Comforters Poems

        eyelids are lovely 
        comforters for tired eyes
        later, see sunrise

        sometimes are flirty
        some send loving secret codes
        some flash lovely odes




                   10/12/2020
                     Opus# 5


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Willy, a wild mammoth lives in my yard
Shedding head all over in clumps
Neighbors come by and collect it in bales
Making comforters, pillows and plush cushions
They bring casseroles, carrots, croissants and canapes
Willy has the best life, and he knows it
Milking it for all it is worth...

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I am a fake so many times a day,

It is crazy

Pretending to care when I don’t.
Pretending things are okay, when they are not.

Sometimes I pull myself  into my pajamas and crawl into my bed with the
fluffy comforters, three or four seconds after I come home from work.


Knowing I can be real only in my dreams....

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They put a power-gate across our road.
We live secure here, locked inside. We punch
the keypad numbers, the bar swings free.

And yet, one neighbor’s in a gurney-bed,
his lungs like punctured tires. He lies
among plucked feather comforters. Are we

safe or free? A phoebe flashes overhead.
What do birds care for metal barriers?
Take in sky with every breath you breathe....

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How many hours are invested
in convincing Job's comforters
of disputable convictions


when perhaps 


depth lies in silent dialogues 

between a heart and a mind,

and can never be fully understood 

while lips attempt negotiations
to coerce agreements

by voicing disagreements...


... perhaps even wisdom has deviations;
maybe, wisdom in essence

is what works best for you 

when you need an answer....

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I rise slowly,
Dull witted and dumb,
    lethargic from the lack of sleep.
The summer heat once drained me
    holding back my energy
but cool, crisp autumn mornings
    wrap and keep me snug beneath the covers.

Now winter rises -
the seasonal brisk change,
    there waits the icy cold snow
to call me out to play
    then quickly push me back
to hot cocoa and warm downy comforters
    to keep me safe and wide awake....

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are you a rightie
or a leftie

i'm not 
talking

politics
relegion

turn signals
or decisions

it doesn't matter
what makes you

tick since i'm 
ambidextrous

but not a 
jekyll or 

a hide for
certainly not

a phd
merely

a ba but
better

then
a bs

yet i often
butt my head

and try to think
ba ba black sheep

which i was the 
family one

but
my

wool has made
some wonderful

comforters...

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Here they partake                     
Here they undertake                                                        
The populace for claimed change
But no valuable range
         
The undertakers often masquerade
The masquerades parade
In-advance will in will
          
The will unveils self-interests
For youth no job invests
For populace no dining table

For Gerinians maladies incurable  
V.I.P Gerinians are equal
In Gerinian all are not equal...

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