Short Out Of Fashion Poems
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‘Circling the wagons’
is an absurd cliché
‘Cos even stations-wagons
are out-of-fashion today
The Maypole fell out of fashion
Due to a lack of compassion
Invited to bed
"Get knotted!" girls said
"Weaving ribbons is our passion!"
Lady Guinevere decided to follow her passion
By finding employment as a hired assassin.
She practiced technique
On her cousin Monique,
But found the guillotine to be out of fashion.
Ever the same
and ever changing.
Turn your face to me.
Show me things
i can't replace,
show me things
i cannot see.
Frantic wishing
mind of passion,
show me sacred ways.
Some things
don't go out of fashion
like the way the
sunlight plays.
Form:
Gucci really outdid themselves on this outfit.
I clap way longer than the others.
I stand up and whistle and hoot too.
Someone escorts me out, for I am a spectacle.
But I could not help myself.
The model winks at me as they drag me past her.
Can’t fly, no wings
no voice, can’t sing
Can’t act, no passion
wardrobe's out of fashion
For music, no ear
quit school, no career
Always fall, can’t play ball
so ~ I chronicle it all
Friends come; friends go
Family lies low
Work's a revolving door
Family's hard core
Neighbors move in and out
Family's devout
Pets can disappear
Family cries real tears
When it comes to care and compassion
Family never goes out of fashion
Looking in the mirror
(I think somehow it broke)
But think I will choose life
Instead of just plain croak!
Thinking of insanity
Somehow became a passion
But get rid of those thoughts
I think they're out of fashion!
Able to live; able to thrive
Praise the Lord; I'm still alive!
Form:
Man to the woman,
Woman of grace
I melt in your silken embrace
A man of sweet passion
I am but old and out of fashion
Woman to the man,
Your voice is like a velvet caress
Always gentle, sans duress.
There is no compulsion nor obsession
Simple and sweet, an honest confession.
In mixed dust
Resting serene
On the old bookshelf
Leaning , the insufficient wall strength
The tight room so small
For the furniture out of fashion
There is so much vermin
As in a wedding
Tasting with insatiable revelry
The freedom of poetry
On the leaves, in recycled paper
Of a book never read
She spoke,
With a soft voice she said
Words of longing and passion.
She wore
Clothes of a humble style
But, never being out of fashion.
She loved,
With her heart she gave all
As she shared, living her dreams.
She stayed,
Though I’m not the richest
Or best looking man by any means.
It amazes me!
Jack and Jill planned to honeymoon in heaven
They Locked their penthouse and came out at seven
When they reached the railway station
Found the trip was out of fashion
Went back home roman in Rome with a raven.
First introduced by God to Noah
the rainbow stands for diversity
for tolerance, for compassion
though today the last two
seem out of fashion
Leave it to a 'fanatic right-winger'
like Mr. Itamar Ben-Gvir
to remind us all, in Jerusalem or here
of heavenly values we all should hold dear
Nurses are caregivers, patient, and kind:
dispensing hope and boundless compassion.
Professionals and Angels combined:
nurses are caregivers, patient, and kind:
They're the concept of empathy defined:
smiling when smiling seems out of fashion.
Nurses are caregivers, patient, and kind:
dispensing hope and boundless compassion.
You're so cute and huggable,
Sweet and loveable -
You make my mouth water you do!
Since we first kissed
I just can't resist
Getting my fill of you.
My heart is thumping
My blood is pumping,
You've no idea what you do!
Hope love's never out of fashion
'Cause I've got such a PASSION.
I can't get enough of you.
our love has come and gone
just like the freshly played melody of our song
though i cannot lie
i will sigh
to you i will say a final goodbye
our love has faded away
like a breeze on a hot summers day
our love has gone out of fashion
and its time to move on
because our love has come and gone
like the faded memory of our song
and with a sigh
to you i say a final good bye
"When gorse is out of blossom,
kissing's out of fashion",
and the saying's true,
for gorse 'round here grows at odd times,
but there's always some to view.
Bright yellow
it stands between some rocks
towards the sparkling sea.
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11/11/2018
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Sponsor - Brian Strand
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Astute and Proper,
Prim, correct.
Unswerving other doctrine
In the hurting dialect.
Cancelled checkbook;
broken trust. . .
Meaningful relationship of dust on rust.
"Always the new you."
"I'm the same feeling sound."
Underscores the meaning
Of having what we've found.
"Saw you for an option."
"Give me back what's mine!"
Cologne is out of fashion,
Maybe so is the profound. . .
She's feeling like Atlas
The burden upon her,
And all she can do is Wonder Why.
He Stares out the Window
Regrets but says nothing,
And all he can do is Wonder Why.
Living through memories
Like clothes out of fashion.
Forgotten we hold our dreams
For inspection.
Then drop them embarrassed
Too long we have waited
Till they have just faded,
Till We have just faded,
All We can do is Wonder Why.
Oh, my Dear
what a life you have led!
Just now coming here?
Years ago you were thought gone
the other direction for the sinful ways
you embraced with such passion.
(Now, of course, out of fashion.)
Any questions, my Dear
before you appear to
the All-Forgiving, All-Knowing, All-Wise ....
What will he ask of me, you say.
Only one question its true:
Who have you loved
And allowed
to love
you?
There is the only one salvation –
to keep to the established order.
We have to get a new creation,
to take it we don’t cross fixed border.
You born to follow old tradition
of all those fallen in the battle,
One can’t avoid forced imitation,
No one can’t guard you from this rattle.
The new will substitute the old
and finally be out of fashion,
and in the end will be the Word
as was at dawn of its Creation.
It’s never out of fashion
It’s always in demand
It’s sometimes filled with passion
It’s always in our hands
It’s timeless
It was here since the beginning
It will be here days to come
It was there though we were sinning
It’s always shared by everyone
It’s timeless
It’s a reason to stop hatred
It’s the reason to stop wars
It’s the why, that we go forward
It’s a gift there from the Lord
It’s timeless, it’s love
Soft Red hair decorates skin so fair
Sad brown eyes never tell lies
Secret smiles linger for a while
Kisses and pearls from oriental girls and little brown curls
Peaches and passion never out of fashion
Midnight dreams soft with cherries and cream
Windless kites sailing through bright starry nights
Floating on wings watching them sing
Hidden in the mists of time ,lay our woes
Behind the clouds concealing the rainbows
He's just an old hippie
Whose time
Has come
And gone
Nobody plays
His music
Or listens
To his song
His long braids
Are out of fashion
His sandals cause
Him pain
But, he hangs on hoping
They'll come back again
Surely, in his day
He was" the man"
Now it's hard to make
A Peace sign
With his arthritic hand
It's time now
For the old dog
To make room
For the pup
So, I would like
To say to him
"Dad, just give it up"
I am grateful for Mother Teresa’s words
in this time of division in our country and the world
Even though her words see to have fallen out of fashion…
We do not need more guns and bombs to bring peace. She taught
We need more love and compassion.
We’ve tried hate hostility, abuse, war and prejudice
as have many generations before us….
And I have to ask…
As we look at our history and the state of the world today….
How’s that working for us?