Short Fantastically Poems
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Why do I love you?
a) your amazing eyes
b) your wonderful smile
c) your adorable penguin feet
d) your fantastically shaped hips
or
e) all of the above
Form:
The night is no stranger to me.
I live in it a lot...
For me it works fantastically
for ethereal nutrition offered
to my reveries...
Glistening lights across my porch
Giving her a whisper of whimsy
I love having them up there
They are a reflection of me
Fragile, yet showy
Dazzling in a quiet, joyful way
Fantastically decorative and fun!
HYBRID CONFECTIONS-:-
prized
deciphered
extremes
intersect
opposites
in PLAUSIBLE PERMUTATIONS
mannered
salient
postures
fantastically
juxtaposed
with WILD HIEROGLYPHICS
reserved
privilege
illuminating
viewers
imagings
You’re Fired
Sorry, I’m late Mr…
My son had a fever and
My friggin’ husband fled.
Finish your shift and
Don’t come back tomorrow.
I siphoned some fuel from my Ford Fairlane
Through the barely opened window
Of his Ferrari.
The flames were fantastically infernal!
Form:
Forward and directly
Fantastically
From me
Error made in rage
Cage this stage and page
But believe boldly
I equal this sequel
Slanders slivering toung
Will seal to slavery
That woman is dead
So are the rest
Best for pity
Puts lack
Into fact
Whole I am to you all,now.
If not for the charming coo
of your newborn offering to you
your exchanged smiles were just magically
for a casted spell lingers fantastically.
...coo, coo, coo,
...thanks for the magic
2019 September 14
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SPECULATIVE TENDENCIES
metaphorically
abstracts
cast
eternally
discontented
as figures
of
existence
restless
perpetual
characteristics
so
fantastically
outlandish
by
long
established
usage
inexplicable
baffling
&
incomprehensible
in
detailed
realities
Been to visit the middle school
Not ready to let our babies go there
First of all, they are like lambs
Innocent for the most part
But now that they have seen
The fantastically “fly” cheerleaders
Gyrating like pole dancers,
They are even more frightened.
Not the girls, of course
As they are 12 going on 21.
I am talking about my boys,
Who sat like codfish, watching in rapt wonder.
Fantastically I flew
danced with clouds
zigzagging around.
Nobody could catch me
nobody could touch me
the gingerbread man...me.
Tasted some fine flower
got lost in the finest powder.
Then it was time to come down.
I grew bone canyon tired.
things caught up to me
things started touching me
The gingerbread man ran away from me.
The cocoon is calling me back
home... in echoes.
Caterpillar man.
Fantastically fickle
Rarely enduring -- ever ephemeral,
Adamantly flexible and footloose
Gregarious, vivacious and effervescent
Irresistible, insuppressible and indestructible,
Love is all that and more…
Ever needed, ever elusive;
Homing in on fragile hearts, love
Erupts into a rousing passion and
Amplifies raw emotions
Rallying those faint at heart
To overcome an insurmountable
Sisyphean task.
~10/14/16
As the wild wind and roaring waves batter the West Country,
does the Glastonbury Thorn flower today to be blown at bay?
Tis it true as Christ came to Priddy, on the Mendip hills overlooking
the fantastically fertile grazing, now flooded land of the Somerset Levels
that now drown our complacencies whether global warning is all to blame for our shame?
Old Christmas Day 6th January 2014
Back in the day we had a maypole on May Day
We created May baskets out of doilies and construction paper
I loved adding bits of ribbon, aluminum foil and glitter.
We decorated them like Valentines boxes.
Filled them with tiny candies popcorn and violets.
It was fantastically fabulous, and I loved it!
Why did I have maypoles and May baskets?
Was it because I lived in a small town? Was it because of my mother?
Was it because we knew all of our neighbors back in the day?
A crystal lead star hangs from my window.
It is fantastically gorgeous, beautiful.
I had forgotten it was there until I looked up with a fresh eye.
Use your eyes. Look around your house.
If something makes you feel good, keep it.
Throw out the stuff that uplifts you in no way.
I admire this crystal lead star today.
This is probably the first time I have noticed
it since the day I hung it ten years ago due
to so many other things in this house,
cluttering her out of my memory.