Short Coups Poems

dancing prancing spring
grass roots thirsting blossoms bursting
glades in shades of green...

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Renoir touched my heart,
my eyes, my soul, sighing lips —
illumined brushstrokes

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Renoir touché mon cœur,
mes yeux, mon âme, soupirant des lèvres -
coups de pinceau éclairés

10/12/2019...

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Tyranny melts away trust.
Invasions plague peace.
Wars destroy civilizations.
Coups ignite battles.

How can we call ourselves brothers
if we smell gun, gunpowder and blood
everywhere around us?

Let's cease tyranny, invasions, wars,
and coups, so that we have the audacity
to call each other brothers.......

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The continuity of the continuation of the continuous continues continually. 


“Carry on” was once a reference to a state of perseverance now it is a small bag brought  aboard an airliner containing a “comfort” animal.


Cats are not feral they are deviously ingenious entrepreneurs that take over the company.

 
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Workout in spins on tip toes
To seek pleasures in woes
Reach out in graceful airs
Frivolous to the despairs;

Melodrama on the high
Sensuous coups in passion sigh
Acknowledged body motions	
Ferocity in potions;

Figure speech measured in yearns
Geometric braces in turns
Scaling heights of perfection
Flights of pure satisfaction;

Let me set the stage afire
Rare exotic’s my desire....

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So many times our lives rearranged
    Resilient we are, accustomed to change

  Wars, Revolutions, Coups and Upheavals
    Plunder and Pillage and assorted evils

  Recessions, Depressions, Runaway Inflation
    Calls for austerity and eating food rations

  Bankruptcies, lay-offs, terminations
    Then all of a sudden, rejuvenations  

  So go with the flow, and just do your best
    Give yourself one leg up on the rest...

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Inundating, binging,
the muddy, bulimic river
gorged the flood plain, consuming
everything that wasn’t nailed down:
tree limbs, leaves, bleating sheep, chicken coups,
plastic grocery bags, inner tubes,
cesspit contents, only to vomit
it back up to its torrential torrent surface.
Helpless victims stand the high ground
with a wing and prayer their homes
be spared the wrath of God
knowing only too well that the laws
of nature…
have no favorites....

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