Short Insures Poems

Snow on the mountain
Insures warmth in the hearth
On the coldest day...

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Dominatrix of silence
leather clad temptress
enchaining the moment
in bondage allured     

Her fear but a prison   
of far away soundings
and seraphic voices
—the future insures    

(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)...

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Francine, of contests,

the sullen cause the bitey claws,
as the proud poet seeks a place,
jerking open mental doors,
encompassing mental flaws,
blind true judgement, deftly insures,
who gets the honored place?
perhaps?

Don Johnson 24-july-11...

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Hope may wane
and wishes fade
but art forever keeps
Dawn till dusk
till dawn again
incessance buried deep
Sculptors sculpt
and painters paint
as writers seize the day
Creation’s bridge
 its toll insures 
—tomorrow’s yesterday

(The New Room: September, 2023)...

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Leaving room
  for the reader 
  to grow within
  what you write
  insures immortality
  connecting your words
  permanently to their
  feelings
  creating a home
  where the meaning 
    —can live

(Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching The Eagles 3-Hour Documentary: June, 2016)...

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The yellow of gold.
A symbol of wealth.
It garners respect.
And insures good health.

Man's great love affair.
Like the Midas king.
Can bring many gifts.
As well as tears bring.

A royal color. 
And official too.
It looks good on flesh.
And the color blue.

For things dear we hold.
Shines the ring of gold!...

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What is it with insurance today?
Why is it such an endeavor? 
It used to be that when you pay
You were covered for whatever

Now they nit pick it all to death
They try to say parts aren't covered
I deal with ailments we all have
Not something that's undiscovered

Insurance insures my peace of mind
That's what it is supposed to be
Sometimes it seems I'm just insured
Of trouble down the road for me!...

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Teacher tell us what they know,
Encouraging us to grow,
Asking questions, giving solutions,
Can make us go in the right direction,
Helping us to find our aim,
Expecting us to build our own fame,
Recognizing wrong and right,
Securing our future making it bright.

At the end of the school,
We all are cool,
There is only beach and sun,
We really have fun,
But never forget that the teacher is one,
Who insures that we always won....

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From the coiffe broken of light
or dead tie-the marines
by machine pip-out target upper	
by the road — 
through demolish the tools that		
throve mats up for peace
it took the leash by the saw
the gloss of the desert thy help
in confront, any astir enemy
watchful been fielding — 
the gloss that regrets
of course a soul matter,
the hero-the weapon 
in avail words of freedom
carry it clearly over the esteem
by gloss of the desert
Or peace insures the earth....

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Oh, who do you call,
My beautiful one?

Rising in iridescent splendor
In the dark side of light against the creeping dawn.

A mourning cry to follow ere the heat of day,
Dries up the velvet feathered throats of longing.

A reddened eye of patience waits and watches;
Awash in tall grass, brown eyes blink
Then more as fear leaps to flight in graceful bounds.

But a muscular coat of dusty fur and the ruby spray of death
Insures another day of life and an all too ready hunger....

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