Short Deux Poems

Spiraling snowflakes.
Dance ballerina duet.
Pas de deux descant....

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irises sway in
the breeze, gentle, graceful for
a moment am lost
in reverie enchanted 
by the iris pas de deux....

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Dizzying alcohol
What is the sense
I believe
So….
Une, deux, trios
What’s your problem
Business my friend – business...

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In the delightful  dancing
turns the gentleman in wiggles
making the lady slides
at the ball
magnificent
pas de deux!
ensemble !...

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Chacin Hasongou
so many have predicted to finish at twelve and two
or douze et deux
depending on whether you call it butter or beurre....

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NEVER ENOUGH TIME TO GET TO KNOW SOMEONE
NEVER ENOUGH TIME TO LET THEM KNOW HOW MUCH 
YOU CARE
LOOK BEYOND EACH TOMMORROW
SHOW SOMEONE THAT YOU CARE...

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deux haikus for you : )


5-7-5
someone who insists
that they are interesting
certainly isn’t

7-7-3
people offended by words
have never been confronted
with action...

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When you get to my old age of eighty-two
You and your doctor, dance a pas de deux
An entrée, an adagio
Dance like two buffaloes
Quite a pretty sight, worth a spleen or two...

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Lonesome breeze
on the wrong track
wont my babe come back
Ole Railway on a smouldering tack
Maybe she's on the wrong train
When is she coming back
What  am I  to do
with my chagrin baby
aloft in the mayfair air...

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Asymmetry is
a plump wren perched
on a thin branch
contemplating
a ripe strawberry
stilled on a table

In its serene
pose does
the wren feel
ripeness or see
the redness or
is the setting
just a pas de deux
for one...

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oh great tremble
how many days of no eat
king oscar
quelle sardines
let us open a can
nothing to worry your'e not new at this
and those beans you call them mouton
for a shave and deux couilles lets knit a tricot in the great bank of America...

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Two dancers in sync
We were made for each other
But you're sick with the drink
Twisting and turning
Our steps I do trace
I am locked here alone
In this stoic embrace.


17.04.09

Composed for Charlotte Jade Puddifoot's Open Poetry Contest 2...

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Stomped by intruding and invasive breed, 
Foul footprint of this year is a misdeed -
Two weighty  boots with heavy tread 
Stirred quite a lot of dirt and dread. 
COVID and DONALD just will not concede! 

November 23, 2020...

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Sourire épuisant
Émotions si joyeuses
Il n'y a que nous deux
Couleur si brillante
J'entends les échos du jour
N'es t-elle pas charmante
Jaser un peu
Les amoureux
Caresser vous
Je vous avoue
Oublions-les ennuies
L'amour j'y suis
Nous voilà la nuit...

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Dainty toes glide on the floor
Displaying  pas de deux;
Dash of ballet enthralls…
Dancers leaping mid-air
Delightful footwork swirls.
Dame and partner blend turns
Dazzling from crowd’s applause!



8/30/2016
Kim Merryman’s Pleiades –D Contest...

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 I Sharpen the Blade of the Spirit, Sun Born by the Fire
 I AM Solar Rexus, the Soul Grail Quantifier
 Ascending Skyward the Fruits are Prolific
 Wings Wide, Light is the Religion
 A Blazing Crown, I'm the Empyreal Genesis 
 Rexque Futurus, The Ethereal Legend...

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Pas de deux of hearts;
Reaching for her hand 
he bows with such grace;
An enthralled smile asks 
‘May I have this dance?’

Dressed to mingle,
to twist and shout;
Balanced breathing,
a profound pulse;

Heat rises 
with a touch 
on her back,
 
Just one 
finger

slides....

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Folie à Deux 

stirred not at all
like a wilderness of dreams
or tremulous glimpses
of awakening
the world is
mighty but solemn

invoking traitors
into the ocean
of lucidity
bitterly trembling
we're motionless
rudderless
but not artless at least

and we sigh
and sigh
and sigh once more...

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I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And asked for butter on my bread,
The other diners stared at me.
I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And then I wanted Earl Grey tea…
‘Il est Anglais,’ the waiter said.
I made a faux pas – c’est la vie!
And asked for butter on my bread.

For Cyndi’s Un, Deux, Trios contest...

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Pale daughters
don't stoke the familial fireside
they wait patiently for the darkness
toting their time

They are not the ones
to hang around freckles smiles
instead they tell quaint jokes

Children call them defilment
their painted smiles tell a different story
lying in bed with their spectacles on....

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A 
Baby 
Cries,
Demanding, 
Emphatic,
Forming, 
Growing,
Having 
Intelligence, 
Joy, 
Kindness, 
Love.
Mounting 
Neuroses, 
Outrageous 
Propaganda,
Quickly 
Remove 
Simple 
Truth,
Unleashing 
Violence- 
Wanton, 
Xenophobic.
Youthquake 
Zeitgeist!




February 25, 2020
Abecedarian Contest
Caren Krutsinger, sponsor...

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poetry
à deux
for fun
you and me

I hold the pen
and write
a first word
you go next
say a word
any word
or phrase
any phrase
whatever comes
to your mind

we’ll go on
alternating
until we’re all done
then I’ll finesse it
and call the poem ours
a sweet collaboration



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on March 2, 2019...

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Invested was what seemed like infinity
There I was peering at such iconic symbolism
Indefinite filaments of unprecedented passion ascend
I battle to suppress said ardor though perpetually it heightens
Each time her face shall surface in the sanctuary that comprises my reveries
Sacrificed I am to perish within her sexy, inviting aroma
That illustrates my voracious carnality...

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All our Love's vicissitudes,
Our amorous, glamorous attitudes
Two Hearts pounding, the grand resounding
With sincerest gratitude
In Perfect Passion, ardor action,
Paramours enraptured fashion
To you devoted, the walls have folded
I lose myself in your attraction...
Everything I have given you,
My Heart, my Soul, my Pas de Deux
Together forever, this sweet endeavor,
Until at last we say adieu...

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You've seen the sunlight
now you mask your pride
Friends tell you where to go

Keep on a straight line
peaceful shades of green
strides past you

There's a commuter strip demur
back to cover hes read his Daily Mail
the burglued fox languishes
Making sense of the passing years


Lost in a wherewithal
Is it time to change ?
to purify your soul
or cry to the wind?








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