Short Plumps Poems

If
Wren
designs
six abodes-
his wife plumps just one....

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Only one
of my assets
qualifies
as glory crown.
Pampered hair
plumps my ego
and has drained my pockets dry.

Permanents,
dyes and rinses,
cuts and sets
salon shampoos,
never missed
hair appointments,
as if it matters at end..

6/15/12

Crown of my Body..A Whitney contest...

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BIRTH

Just all of a sudden
From nowhere it seems
This fresh    new force invades the eye
Circles the iris
Plumps the breast
Rides the living vein
Taking on its own peculiar color and natural voice
Thence to mind
Joining those unsolved mysteries
Finally    only to be given up
With blind acceptance...

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Confessions of lust
In death’s sweet crust
Of poisoned fruit
Deceiving the just

Silky smooth skin
The secrets within
The veiled mushroom stem
Not outside but in

Fruit on a cage
Wither with age
Yet memory plumps
In youths' first page

Passion still lives
Forgets and forgives
Even if life
Leaves the crust
On a plate...

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Old age
Threatening near
Wrinkles on forehead
Lines on corners of eye
Netted crosses on cheeks
Plumps of fat
On protruding belly
Double chins
Hanging loose
Shrivelled hands and fingers
Resemble those of a cold blooded animal
Clumsy legs 
Staggering
Sinking eyes
Dimming
Exhausted brain
Confusing
A complicated world
A bleak future
For every oldie 
And it comes only once...

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A bluebird sits in the old pine tree,
dressed in blue for the jubilee.
He plumps his feathers for the show, 
(he's an absolute Romeo.)
He hears the other birds complain,
But Bluebird's there to entertain.
He ignores the jealous looks,
his name will be in storybooks.
Bluebird's soft lilt and rolling sway,
All of nature wants to stay.
To listen to his graceful song,
he wants you to come along.
He's the star of this bird show,
(he's an absolute Romeo.)...

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