Short Matte Poems

no matte if am near
or far your my star
or where you rome
rememeber this
and this kiss
your never alone
MY HOME IS YOUR HOME...

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She’s a thrown compact 
shattering a vase;
She is the flower 
that is still standing;
Perfect matte lipstick;

Targeted wall, 
it cannot hide;
A foaming pout,
feminine rage;

Fire flashes;
Estrogen,
no factor;

You’re rude,
now she’s 

pissed....

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Ah, we ladies never have enough!
Foundations in all shades.
Forever~ in new forms.
Cleansers that promise us youth.
Softeners that hide wrinkles.
Lipsticks, a source of confusion.
Creamy, matte, or gloss?
For me, it is all delusion.
A rainbow of colors for my eyelids.
Is it really me I present?
Or a manufacturers's disguise.


                  4/21/2021...

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An empty canvas on display
 alabaster slivers streaked pittings
  bleached pasty pearl incised matte
waiting;
 monochromatic fragments pale
  chaotic free flow rigid yet confined
released in inspirations somber
 light and dark
  contained insipidness
sketching life nightmare and dream fantasies.





For Ironic Zink's poetry contest on Life Poetry 9/12/19...

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There was a young girl who danced with her cat,
but she just wanted to comb out a matte;
they would whirl, swirl, twirl and spin,
a contest neither would win;
exhausted-   on the floor they lay quite flat !

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February 21, 2021

Poetry/Limerick/The Cat Dance
Copyright Protected, ID 02-
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France...

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In the balcony
matte silver hair
On opposite
another flame ending
In between
arrives morning sun
A little put out

Unselfconsciously I turn my head
A blackberry tree dropping
a yellow moan

In the lawn
Tales of anemones

Cool palms on my hair
It's October


October 6, 2019//45 words
October Contest 45 or Less Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger...

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Hoje tem

Olá...Empreendedora! 
Hoje tem trabalho?
Tem sim senhora!
Tem vendas de Batom?
Sim, senhora!!!
Tem comemoração?
Claro, senhora!
 
Hoje tem quem compre mais,
Muitos Benefícios?
Tem Acabamento matte e aveludado?
Tem beije 1, beije 5 e beije 6?
Hoje tem sim senhora!
 
Hoje tem propaganda?
Tem, sim senhora!
Tem para toda a gente?
Tem Sim, senhora!
  
Tem Negócio perfeito?
Tem sim senhora
 
Hoje tem o que tem que ter!...

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I'm ponderous, 
You're hilarious,
Those voice came from waterlies, 
All in cemented mysteries,
Shadows reserve us with full bowl of pastries,
Let's talk much of needs to be honored,
Then we buy for mourners,
To eradicate the preterminal parse,
Road leading to stars in the universe,
Is now showing dynamic matte,
When all meet at last,
We'll sing sorrowful tunes to the past,
To close our bodies in silence,
Accordingly,it's facing pretence....

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Among the blooming jasmine
you have no shadow,
but breath,
which pulses.
The dusk is meek—
the dream of a child
fallen asleep by his dad
(after a long story)
the sound of arriving summer
in a winding seashell.
Hug your knees
and you will hear:
“The life given to us
we lived for different
reasons …”
And the sea stayed
in circles.
Sank in between
the matte stars
(in the marble).
We’re left with a long road
toward hope.
Shudder—

beyond....

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Para uma empreendedora que pede

Olá...Empreendedora! 
Hoje tem trabalho?
Tem sim senhora!
Tem vendas de Batom?
Sim, senhora!!!
Tem comemoração?
Claro, senhora!
 
Hoje tem quem compre mais,
Muitos Benefícios?
Tem Acabamento matte e aveludado?
Tem beije 1, beije 5 e beije 6?
Hoje tem sim senhora!
 
Hoje tem propaganda?
Tem, sim senhora!
Tem para toda a gente?
Tem Sim, senhora!
  
Tem Negócio perfeito?
Tem sim senhora
 
Hoje tem o que tem que ter!...

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Complimentary gift wrapping 
What inside is really happening

Beauty Looks from the runway
Caution Tape Stay away

Avant Garde 
My fashion doll house will play

Hard Candy eyelashes
To match my bright colored sashes

Sophora make up to obtain
Got to make sure to hide the pain

Juicy Matte Lipstick
Cover it all like mourter and brick

Plain and pleasure its all the same
I was the bad girl who was to blame

Prada wears red 
As the monster comes and greets me in bed...

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Shaking, the restless world leads 
How the heart did ponder upon the triumph 
Thoughts made unclear, fogged as the heart proceeds 
The mind as lifeless as a poker-faced bluff
Clearing the skies as if all were deemed fair 
The shattered walls rumble in their slumber 
Matte, the world sits as all fire not distinguished tears 
The flattened blows and pulse had quickened throughout 
Those who've claimed conflict as rational,
       Damaged, as an undesired clout....

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