Short Glam Poems

Hills and mountains
Fine pines and greens
Grass mown this year....

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“I think, therefore I'm glam!”
wrote Rene Descartes—with his
too beautiful mind....

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There was a man from Switzerland
Who Lived a life of glitz and glam
He never thought
That he'd get caught
Covering all his bits in jam...

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Ballroom dancing
Big bands, Hollywood glam
Chiffon decorated dance floor
Men were gentlemen, women were ladies
Decent formality
And etiquette
Stardust...

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I best look all glam,when I climb to the sky,I best look all perfect,after all gods a guy…Those pearly white gates,she sees a tall man,she’s flirting with Jesus,her name is Suzanne!...

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I best look all glam,when i climb to the sky,i best look all perfect,after all god is a guy! Those pearly white gates,she sees a tall man,shes flirting with jesus,her name is suzanne!...

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Applies her makeup
Grabs that glam getup
May put on odd airs
Acts as if she cares
Giggles to lowbrows
Wiggles with highbrows
Goes downtown dancing
Dips downright dazzling
So no big to-do
For this ingenue...

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I glance behind me,
I look left, then right.
No-one must see me.
It wouldn’t be right.

I am a gran,old,
But young.
With lots of pep
And vigour
To have some fun.

I glam up 
With make up
And try on
The high heels.
 I dance round the house
to see how it feels....

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If I was a beaver, I would build a dam
Filling each room with beans and ham
Installing near each entrance a hidden cam
Inspiring a waterway traffic jam

I would hole up with my cousin Sam
And possibly my neighbor we call Glam
We would cut down trees with a loud bam
As we added rooms to our glamourous dam...

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your
beauty 
is a thing 
which may not launch 
a thousand ships as  for Helen of Troy

but your glamour would stir a million hearts
or close to that 
great a sum 
so think 
I

but 
beware 
oh wondrous 
creature sublime 
what media makes it breaks in no time 

~15 Jul 2016~...

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Face to face
no filtered glam
I age with grace
No fake instagram

My imperfect skin
Grey hair peeking through
Eyebrows now thin
and my eye lashes too

Wrinkled smile
Eye lids fold and sag
Changing profile
from the youth i once had

The course of nature
makes us recall
how did we nurture?
Mirror Mirror tells all!

LJH - 1 Aug 2018...

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efficient Eddie eliminated evil Edna’s eyeglasses
flustering Frannie Florence, furthering father’s frankness forever
generous Ginnie gave glasses glorious glam, gluing garbage
hallow Hal hinted heroics, having Henry’s huffy habits
ideas ignited, illuminating idiocy in Illinois, Iowa and Idaho
juicy judgement jockeyed jointly, justifying judicial jury...

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Listen to poem:

Little sisters
enthralled
in a world
of fairy tale
making sense
of the universe
role playing
in
teeny
high heels
and glam clothes
in a big pink castle

One learns to run the show 
and grows up to be a director
while the other stays
caught up in the fantasy
of her Barbie and Ken reality   



AP: 2nd place 2020

Posted on March 2, 2019...

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The Longer that I'm Married
By Franklin Price
10/6/2015

The longer that I'm married
The more in love I am
The games and posing gone
The glitter and the glam

Retired now the two of us
Together every day
Sharing all the things we do
The daily work and play

Free to be the ones we are
Especially a friend
Glad I took the vows I did
I know I'll keep them to the end...

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If Paris Hilton wrote poetry
her poems would be smart, not dumb
They would not skim the surface
of her glam life
recount her escapades
but dig deep into her isolation
They would employ complex ideas
sophisticated diction
unusual images
She could easily be Mrs Dalloway
beyond her socialite persona
or Emma, with that dignified gaze
There's depth in those blue eyes
gleaming under the flashbulbs...

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Hero of Marine World

Super
Grouper

The Disabled One

The shrimp -
A gimp

Electrocuted

Haddock
Had shock

When Sea Runs Dry

Salmon
Famine

Her Musical Fish

Faye’s carp
Plays harp

Great News

Found ‘yer
Flounder

Fish Caregiver

Caring
Herring

Because They Deserve It

Harass
The Bass

A clammy Make-over
More glam
For clam

You Just Missed Him

Gone clam 
On tram

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KEEP FIVE ALIVE

It’s a five pointed star
Not the simplest by far
As thoughts are left ajar 
But for naught except Blahblah
Just that one last hurrah

They call it a pentagram
Sceptical is what I am
With all that flim flam
Rejecting the glitz and glam
You’re not a witch ma’am

Anxiety I try to quell
Nothing ever seems to gel
Please don’t cast a spell
You know that very well
Otherwise, just go to Hell

...

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Hillary Hears a Who!

Who is an Amma slam?
One who Gives a Damn,
Just ask Melli,
Or Will, Sam or Ellie,
Our Hill who’s True Blue not Glam!

Who has a swell Quill?
Arrows that instill ,
Handfuls of Humor,
Armfuls of Amour,
Our Hil is not Over the Hillery!

Who keeps an All Size Zoo?
Variety of Color & Hue,
Hillary’s Gorillary,
Ants from Aunt Hill aka Hillary,
Empathetic Hillary Hears a Who!





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A free spirit
I try to stay grounded.
Spontaneous
But well-rounded.

Ever searching
But know who I am.	
Never simple
For I love the glam.

Long, brown 
Hair and eyes.	
Winter is my 
Favorite time.

Unlucky in love
But lucky in life.		
Happy where I am
Most of the time. 

Wanderer of cities
Have lived all around.	
Who knows where I’ll land
Next time around. 

A poet at heart
If my poems are bad I don’t care.		
It’s an outlet I seek
From somewhere in deep....

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A Poet I am 
This my verse
Lying in a mind cram
Set to write on clear page dis·perse
To the delight of composing poetry slam
The strings of words; that let me rehearse
The kind of verses that evoke a dash of poetic glam

A good poem must invade 
Our soul and mind 
Words will be words portrayed
To make those each lines intertwined
To em·bed in our ra·tion·ale mind grade
When finished, it gets our consideration defined
To worship it for all eternity made...

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The little stack of pebbles
A long way from the ground 
Taken from the quarry
To a new driveway was bound

In the lorry went
Through the gates of the house
Its loud engine frightened everything 
From the chicken to the mouse

Dumped onto the road
The pile of stones poured out 
And this little stack of pebbles 
Found themselves in doubt

One new beginning lay ahead
A life of glitz and glam
But when the hailstorm washed them down 
The pebbles cried “oh, damn!”...

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Future
Trying to write about the future
Is almost impossible without the past
Intruding talking about yesteryear.
Perhaps the future is like a thousand
Mirror reflecting itself endlessly.
I know there will be wars it is our burden
The opposite coin of love.
There is no vista opening-up 
A panorama of beauty, but there will
Be moments when the glam of war stills,
When sea and sky meet in an embrace
Of utter tranquillity, and for a second
We think life is worth living....

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Getting all dolled up, even the plainest moth can become a butterfly.
Looks are made alluring when body, nails and hair
Are given glints of gorgeousness! One becomes candy for the eye!
More flash than inner substance, it’s all external flair.
Only inner beauty requires no assistance from a glam squad entourage.
Ultra-chic yet likely vain are those concerned all the time with fanfare.
Riches can buy glitz, but it’s merely a mirage....

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JUST A DREAM.

I dream't I was a movie star
my name in sequined lights.
Bright shining glitter everywhere
at all the local sites.
I sang and danced and played a role
that made me look so glam.
Then I woke up to mothers shouts
of breakfast, bread and jam
and would I like a coffee or a cup
of Yorkshire tea?
That's all that was on offer
for my mum and me.
But one day I'll chase my dreams
and make them all come true.
Then when I'm rich and famous
I'll share them all with you....

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