Short Cummerbund Poems

i woke
up

i tried
to put
pants
on but
it was
uncomfortable

a cummerbund
was even
dumber
and i
kept
thinking of 
a cucumber

i laid back
down
but was
still awake

i'll try to
sleep
but i'm
still
up...

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Santa was on vacation, but with a cane unfortunately.
He was older now, and walked slowly, his time so free.
I could have enjoyed this longer, he thought when I was young.
When he wore handsome clothing – tuxedo with cummerbund.
You are doing okay Mrs. Claus told her man who finally retired.
But he did not think so, for being lazy was not how he was wired....

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oh ageless one
in your stance of green
your curtsy of orange
in your generosity of gold
your mood of blue

oh ageless one
erect in a manly deep brown 
the woman with yellow hair
your black cummerbund 
your fluffy white hair band

mighty oak
how you awaken 
my genders
how you fill
my palette

mighty oak
the creative you inspire
the words you extract
the music you incite 
the paintings you draw

from me...

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Rat rat tat rat of archangel 
wings 
Puffed grey streaks buzz masts 
of anchored boats
Being gently rocked to sleep by 
a rising tide.

An island rises wrapped in a 
cummerbund cloud
Shoulder high above a soft 
dissolving mist
Raises its head to bask in a 
warming kiss

A high speed ferry slips 
through the mouth of the 
harbor
With a cargo of fresh dreams 
waking the days of famine
A solemn nod to a flag 
drenched in sacrificial blood....

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