Short Plating Poems

There she stands in her armor plating,
Emotionally distant, her eyes are hating
Proud like a general of his military rating,
Prepared for a battle, she’s ready and waiting
So much for this so call love and mating....

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Your Tiara

 105 rhinestones glued into cheap elegance
 Trying to be more
 Silver plating, like your mind, chips
 Magical and awkward
 Worn to pressed dinner parties
 Invitations and assigned seating
 Little metal clips securing you your class
 So dangerous - Only a pin to hold you

Published: Poetry Bus...

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Your Tiara

 105 rhinestones glued into cheap elegance
 Trying to be more
 Silver plating, like your mind, chips
 Magical and awkward
 Worn to pressed dinner parties
 Invitations and assigned seating
 Little metal clips securing you your class
 So dangerous - Only a pin to hold you

Publish4d: The Poetry Bus...

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The Christmas lights are glowing,
Weather’s wildly snowing.
One thing I am knowing – 
It’s lovely to be home.

The radiator’s hissing,
My honey’s here for kissing.
There’s nothing I am missing – 
No place I’d rather roam.

The wine is poured and waiting,
The dinner prepped for plating
And I’m anticipating – 
An ending for this poem....

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Fog rests on the city,
like a cold sweaty hand,
hiding intent, as yet unclear,
aloft  look down and pity.

Urban mesh, wet and cold,
conceals in dim places,
it’s secrets, entombed in the night,
stories as yet untold.

Metropolitan petri dish,
cultured over millennium,
wood, stone,concrete, glass,
armour plating natures wish.

Aloft look down and pity,
history secures continuum,
until one story yet untold,
nature reclaims the city....

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