Short Curtsied Poems

Whoopsie is a topsy turvy murvy lurvy swervy kind of gal
I stopped by her teacup house yesterday because I am her pal
What if it rains? I asked her, what do you do then, my friend?
It never rains in the kitchen she said and curtsied with a bend....

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Mind curtsied to Soul in deference and respect.
Accidentally infuriating Imagination.
What am I supposed to do? He chastised Mind
You belong everywhere, you are the dream key, Mind told him.
You can do anything you want. 
This appeased Imagination in a fierce way,
and he finally quit pouting....

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The sun reluctant to leave the 
stage
Splashed pink red paint across 
the page
Of the final act of a lovely day 
Then it curtsied and went on 
its way. 

A tentative rising harvest moon
Slips slowly into a darkening 
room
A soft yellow carpet of 
transparent light
The day gives way to another 
night...

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The sun reluctant to leave the 
stage
Splashed pink red paint across 
the page
Of the final act of a lovely day 
Then it curtsied and went on 
its way. 

A tentative rising harvest moon
Slips slowly into a darkening 
room
A soft yellow carpet of 
transparent light
The day gives way to another 
night...

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The laced-head heads
Of the elderberry flowers
Curtsied in acknowledgement 
Of the sun arising east
The breakfast breeze
With the slightest ease 
Had the lemon-grass skirt
Dance provocatively

The fairy-lace heads
Of the elderberry flowers
Agreed with exquisite manners
That the life-giving powers
Of the Light’s regal banners
Held the promise
Of a new day

A new day has come
Filled with promises...

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