Short Escorts Poems

fog as the white ghost 
escorts the airship wrongly
brings a pathless wreck



-January 01, 2018 Chattogram...

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I love you
Like the sunset.
My covetous eyes 
Want you.
My soul freely escorts you
To where you need to shine.

- maria
5.5.16...

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A wee silky cat 
With heafty cordial fair eyes
Perched at a fence
At my sight descends
Escorts me to the mosque's gate
Retraces back at risk
Human presence troubles him...

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How many roads must a man stumble down
Before an officer escorts you downtown
And how many times
Must you give a dog a sign
No depositing stuff indoors the color brown...

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"Judge I just don't get it pleaded Pete,
Owner of Heavenly Escorts Elite,
  Given the economy's plight
  And with no relief in sight,
We’re just trying to make ends meet"

Copyright Paul Thomson 2009...

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Tall trees
on each side of
the deep wood's shadowed path
guide me out. . . my gallant
escorts.


Submitted Oct. 7, 2022
for Line Gauthier's Bitesize Poem No.53 Poetry Contest...

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Gucci really outdid themselves on this outfit.
I clap way longer than the others.
I stand up and whistle and hoot too.
Someone escorts me out, for I am a spectacle.
But I could not help myself.
The model winks at me as they drag me past her....

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A rose, a rose of scarlet hue,
sweet fragrance betwixt my nose.
no beauty hence I ever knew.
Thorn prick the heart and
quench the soul of thy flow.
Greets death in the threshold,
escorts birth's entrance
such beauty ever found
under heavens dew....

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He went on the rap sheet as Shakespeare, Will
And in mitigation he simply said, ‘Nil.’
Male escorts earned plenty
He’d charge half of twenty
They nicknamed him ‘Ten Dollar Bill.’
*



[Hey, it’s a Limerick… please excuse any geographical inaccuracies]...

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A sea of Blue line the city streets
A motorcade escorts him through
Bagpipes and drums ready to be heard
As white gloves line the hats brim
All in sync a salute to NYPD Blue 
A saddened day that should not have come
A young man taken from
Prayers and tears look beyond 
In a sea of true, feel the Blue...

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Memories, Oh! Memories,
Colossal pain, escorts you.
Memories, Oh! Memories, 
Hard I try to expunge you.

You befriend my past, 
And make me cry.
Impairing my hopes, 
My future you spy.

Memories, Oh! Memories,
Forget me, and let me rest.
Memories, Oh! Memories,
Leave, let me live with zest





Tuesday, November 25, 2008....

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September sixteenth, wedding change of gears.
I wait my turn an usher by my side.
Surprise! my arm, the groom now commandeers.
Revised rehearsal plan requests his bride,
a special treat for mom moves me to tears.

September 16, 2022

remembrance of 22 years ago, my son 
escorts me to my seat at his wedding.

Sponsor	Andrea Dietrich
Contest Name	Remember September...

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Clouds drift lazily
   Rush crazily
Crescendo-ing might
   Wispy and light

Threaten frightening gloom
   Make way for blue skies' bloom
Herald the fiercest of storms
   Transform the weather to warm

Majestic shapes of awe and thunder
   Presage lightning and thunder
Capricious curly-cues' flight
   Enchanting by day or by night

Fascinate us here on Earth
   Escorts of renewal, rebirth...

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Climbing the bushes
Longing for sunlight
And saying hello to the morning walkers
Or the happy school children
Plenty sunshine more flourishing
It sees to the rise and fall of the village
When most people stay closed in
It still ventures out loitering
To see to the safety of the neighbourhood
It escorts the pedestrians if any
And any brave wanderers
With a sweet and hearty smile
And a best gesture
Hello,friend...

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The night air is tran-quil 
And the sky is in clear focus
Embracing us thankful
For peaceful closeness 
Of body and soul 
To begin a stroll 
Seeing the town
In a quiet and comfort lay down

While entering sections
Of different off-beat courts
I see radiant light reflections
On the ledge of skyline deflections
Accompanied by heavenly escorts
Everywhere, I confess
Embracing in support
In the bosom of angel caress...

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The final mortal breath, his love and kiss,
So familiar in an unknown word,
He waits in shadows at the great abyss,
The moment when all can be clearly heard,
He brings certainty to end all of this.

Here or there, no matter where we may roam,
He is the endless veil, the last good night,
He is the laughter as earthy as loam,
His the power that claims the final rite,
Gwynn Ap Nudd escorts our souls safely home.





Form: Sicilian Quintains...

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Sunlight dances on dew.
      A cock crows in the distance.
The faded scent of the sea
     escorts my morning stroll.

As I pass the dock,
     my step keeps time to the 
gentle moan of a sloop in tether
     and the island emerges.

The turquoise promise of infinite sky
     beckons me
and I wonder what 
     will be of the day

A faint rumble of pots and pans
     confirms my suspicion
 of coffee and bacon
     and draws me in.

I think,
      This is Key West....

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In the purple haze of the bar room
you muse lustful moves
like the true artist you are
you stumble but find yourself
in the midst of shipwrecks
swaying to the trash band
of suburban artifacts 
the dance floor groans
like a wooden sailboat
in a hurricane
pot smoke belly aches
too much acid
messes with your head
your sailor escorts you
like a tugboat down
the wonky lane
where in the backseat
of his Cadillac
you swallow the salty
cocktail of regrets
dawn breaks and
you'll do it all again tonight....

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