Short Daintiness Poems
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unexpectedly
she stood strangely not feeling
good ... unaccustomed
... of prime decency
sheltered world ~ as a mistress
breathes regency -- barfs
on his regal waves
galloped by my gallant knight
marvel to behold
his daintiness is a prize
I wish for a tandem ride
March 8, 2015 7.30 pm
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*Image of Mount Olympus by Pixabay.
Wedding Top Mount Olympus
Daintiness gauges in the light
Harmonia illuminates the Hall
Aphrodite and Ares delighted
Cadmus finagles an approach
All of Olympus in observance.
~Elysium shines~
2022 January 26
her daintiness well hidden
Armora slid out of bed
fully sheathed in full armour
ready to fight anything that came along today
A handsomely muscled knave arrived with breakfast.
She let him live.
Her ex-husband popped in.
Where had he gotten a key?
She picked up her sword.
magical mystical cosmos
surrounds the ballerina
as her toes tap out
a sublime story
a daintiness
usually preserved
for white roses
surrounds her essence
compelling, captivating
mysterious soul self
resonates from the ballerina
as she pirouettes around the stage
crescent moon has nothing
on this beauty; she takes me hostage
leaving me in a limp, expectant state
wanting more….
Ujjal Mandal, India
On a spring morning the sweet
smell of newly clad blossoms
coated with dew and honey,
I saw a maiden tugging
a ivory comb through her long
and smooth tresses
beneath a tree;
I approached to her.
Oh, she was more florescent than the moon
of the night,
Flowers stoop to her beauty,
such beauty I never have seen nor
I felt before,
I agree to gobble up the poison
of her charm and daintiness.
They came steadily but silently
Dancing in a fancy way, but not a frenzy
There was a melodic feeling in the forest
We knew then the faeries had arrived
It was the annual faerie circle
The festival of the daffodil births
Happens every March after the last snow
Most do not see it, we empaths feel it
I sat and watched, in awe of their daintiness
They came from every corner of the world
It was amazing and awe inspiring
The Dance of the Faeries