Short Manicured Poems

manicured lawn
here and there
a dandelion...

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manicured lawn
here and there
a dandelion...

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young buck deer
nonchalant among bushes
of the manicured lawn...

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Wavy grass carpet,
   Manicured green lawn stretching
            To horizon's end....

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one gangly gray strand
weed killer plucks his curt brows
— manicured lawn

 5/27/2018...

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copper cliff
tiny manicured lawns
~ highlight of bus trip



posted on June 1, 2018...

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dandy fluff of white
stands tall in manicured lawn
weeding is a breeze...

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the manicured lawn is set 
far back from all passers-by -
signs proclaim “Stay Off The Lawn!”
but oh! fresh-mowed grass......

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tempered sun
manicured flowers —
droplets dreaming
in wild rose schemas
ruffled and dainty

6/7/2020...

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Manicured blown dry trimly edged attempt at normal urbanity
Routinely and greenly masking ennui insanity
As trees laugh together eyeing my new rake
I think about snow...

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neat manicured town
hiatus near the railroad....
nude female body  

Date: February 08, 2021
Contest: Hiatus Poetry
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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I feel like writing silly tales
About a typist who had long manicured nails
She tapped the typewriter so slow
Until her boss told her she had to go
To employ her was beyond the pale...

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Allow yourself
The freedom to go completely insane

Our existence
Is not meant to be
Suppressed, manicured, and precisely arranged

There's a lion living inside
The realms of the beating heart...

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birds of love
nest on the roof of
the enthralled
souls
long nails blue and red
like blood
manicured and pedicured
caress without 
hurting
red hair of rage envelope
the mysterious mind...

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She stands, hallowed in sunlight, no, limelight
Waving manicured hands at screaming fans
Smiling at the flashbulbs
Empty eyes not really seeing
Empty mind not really comprehending
Empty heart constanlty weeping....

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clump of golden rods
at edge of manicured yard...
capricious weed seed  


capricious=erratic
weed seed float on air currents
are carried by birds, etc.
erratic travel and where they
fall erratic...

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Through the manicured lawn hate crept  eating
soil
It hid its face
  the sun and moon soon spied the long shadow
by
watching the aphids
run and hide
This I took as divine right
 and smothered hate within a killing jar

:: 02.25.2016 ::...

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Dandelions are Mother Nature’s gold medallions,
Hated by master landscapers as obnoxious weeds
Marching across manicured lawns like battalions,
A whiff of wind releases thousands of their seeds.

written January 27, 2022...

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hands are clean manicured
perfumed groomed
our minds are dirty filthy
they plot and judge greedy
amass and accumulate
fire fuelled of fear
insecurity is an addiction
accumulators breathe heavily
our minds are dirty
the stains of innocent
blood...

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deep strata of yellow rocks
spreading the fumes of sulphur
hiding in the basement
of my tranquillised memory 
for an investment of return
i am a culprit
culprit of love
sentenced to a life term
of labour in your
frigid tentacles of
manicured love...

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Every well worn pair of cocktail gloves
quietly passed down 
untarnished but imperfect 
always stretches to a perfect fit;
Lace left with unforgettable 
imprints from every manicured hand
too unique to ever be identical,
yet the style fits each woman equally....

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in a forest...bare
we lay warm on living soil
inhale the flesh scented night
exhale...trading breaths
under a manicured moon
nature plays love's binding song



Maurice Yvonne
September 25 2014
Contest: Choka Me 
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Metha...

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While gold-laced suburban skies shine, it is wasted on the child.
As he pouts behind a picket fence, vanilla ice cream melts.
Watching the manicured lawns grow, I long to loosen the green.



Written 5/25/20 for Jenish Somadas’
Let the Pens Flow Sijo Contest...

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I
through the looking glass
suspended in space.
caught in a daydream
blurred by destiny’s tears 
II
a personal portrait
a painting of passion
pulsating with a manicured 
imagined fantasy
III
painterly hues splashed 
upon the patchwork quilt 
of  a soul's reflection
mirrored in the heart...

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Haiku
September drizzle
Sombre green olive trees weep
Dripping foliage      


Haiku 
Sighing plethora
Rain on a Sunday afternoon 
Heavenly peace for some 


Haiku 
To be obsessed 
With a gal who rejects you
October deluge  

Haiku
Disconsolate leaves 
On manicured lawn of opulence 
Golden oaks lament...

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