Short Dressings Poems

she holds to her eyes

two lovely white daisies

window dressings

that conceal

a sullied soul


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We the enfeebled of the incited states of confusion, ordered to deform a more perfect union, 
establish just Them, insure narcotic tranquility, provide for the common everything, promote 
Welfare, and procure the dressings of Liberty to Them and Their posteriors, do profane and 
demolish this Constitution of the United States of America....

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i’m just me i
guess.
like a
d

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k


a

f

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r

n

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people get out rainy weather
dressings
but it’s not going to
rain

i’m not a
train
i take it
s

l

o

w

i’m a good
friend
you already
know


like a
koala,
there for a
hug

i like
patterns
something like a
ladybug

i am
11:30 pm

maybe
2:30 am

staying up all
night
that’s my
plan

i have everything i
need
because
i

‘

m

j

u

s

t

m

e...

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The blood that covers
Is there to be stemmed
It's the reasons why
That we have to comprehend

Discussions are set
Minds to be spoken
To continue with life
No more wounds to be open

Self harm is among us
But many of us will never know
We have to address the dressings
And stem this flow



Written after reading Marie Harrison's poem





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When stratus is strung
 with artist's lattice
 and letters are spun
 as cotton cumulus

I bend in awe of
 resounding matter
 expressing substance
 beyond human dressings

Stilled in silvered
 lines of sanity
 hanging covertly
 for all to survey

Wisdom proclaimed
 displayed openly
 for viewing;
 pursuing

 should perception's
 glance be longer
 than a split second

Imagine what
 awaits 
 a discerning eye

 if only?...

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Window dressings pasted tightly
moisture frames their presence 
barely lit by cigarettes passing
outside in while I sit watching
the random dance of minions 
scattered strains of sound
music plays somewhere, I can’t....
...my head longs for sleep now, 
childlike, fevered presence roars
cool hands wipe away fear
alone with myself only lonely
I don’t feel well...scattered 
causal thoughts shrug across 
my addled brain.  I am always alone....

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Cake was desirable,
And so deliciously dreamy,
People were attracted emotionally,
Using it when they felt down,
Hiding their dark secret from others,
Feeling guilty about their indulgences,
Uncontrollable affairs,
Enticing and mesmerizing
Entrapping people with sweet charm,
Candlelit nights secluded rendezvous,
Passionate words spoken,
Entrapping with taste,
Sometimes disguising,
With different dressings,
But was the most appealing,
When covered in cream....

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Stepping out into the cool kiss of a burnt orange fall morning,
I pause to admire, the dressings of the day...
Light frost, on the fading green blades of grass,
sparkles in the early sun like tiny diamonds...
It's beauty matched by the blue clarity of the blanket above...
My breath leaves me...
The warmth hits the frosty air,
and moves away from me like a slow trickling stream...
Gone now is the heavy air of summer...
The season of silence and slumber has arrived....TAH...

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