Short Tailored Poems

a tailored vision


her style fastens to me


she is an eye full...

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Your head on my neck
Mapped data for journeys
Tailored threads of wounds...

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Portrayed
We were in a frame
Spinning smiles and years
To the man in the tailored suit
We sat sarcastic and cynnical and grave
Fading and buried by age......

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springtime greenness release

sweetness entanglement ease

tailored vision content

wearing morning receptive evanescent 



5/30/2019...

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Bound within hero norms
pilfered from the pulpit,
games twist tailored tempests
crafting men as monsters

with derision conquered
by illumined command:
complicity in stabs
while changing the channel....

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A fine tailored suit
Hand and glove 
A perfect fit
We were in love.

A favorite dress 
Now threadbare
It fell apart
We didn’t care.

We clung to a thread
Now undone
We wasted it
And now it’s gone....

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The tailored line,
bespoken Poet

With needle sharp,
to hem and sew it

Where thoughts as threads,
stitch out as whole

Whose words once seamed
—contain my soul

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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Rogue, conniving, greedy leeching tick
Smells of money's fresh ink, makes me sick
Tailored suits, polished shoes
Bet you have green stool ooze!
Money makes green blood, sweat, tears and tricks!


For the lawyer limerick by Carolyn D....

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the deeper the love,
 the greater the hurt,
the great loss of trust, 
but i'm no expert,
till love is just lust, 
and you're treated like dirt,
 get outa there babe,
and leave this sad twerp,
cos ya must! 

Don

re: "Poorly Tailored"  Anne Currin...

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Springtime greenness life release 
Bluebonnets grow high 
Sweetness entanglement tastes 
Kiss on purple sky

Yesterday’s bloom colors fade 
Tailored vision dines 
Seeds rising to magical 
Bath liquid sunshine 


© 4/21/2015
 Andrea Dietrich's poetry form The 7/5 Trochee with Rhyme Scheme a/b/c/b**...

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Roses are Red, Violets are Blue
Who would have knew
Our love would have grew
Into this
Surpassed seduction
Temptation and bliss
Still bound by our very first kiss
And the children you gave me
Rose are Red, Violets are Blue
For if who else s foot if not You
Fits my glass slipper

Written for Susan's , Finish the verse contest...

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Marbles of different colors
Wobble on a board
Striped or solid colors
Numbers all aboard

Carpals, long or short
With a stick, prong or jolt
Balls babble on the spot
Squabble on each dreamed slot

Sides or corners on target
Minds at play don't forget
Which side and in what tune would you like to play for...
Table or tailored floor?...

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Thought tryst in lines just eight
Twirling repeat lines score
Tempts us to take the bait
Till muse tears flow no more
Teasing rhymes, easy gait
Tailored message encore
Tempest wild, touch sedate

19-January-2022
Pleiades in rhyme

7 lines @ 6 syllables each 
PS syllable counter

Write About a Form Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Adventure past the sea,
there lies a treasure,
value worth a thousand sea's
tailored in gift's,
honed by grit

 Time lies to
only the believer 
of it's exitance.
Become free,
 Understand the un-understandable,
 Shape the clouds
with visions of the sun.
 Shape the sun 
with visions of the moon
 Shape the earth
with visions of love....

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Purple hearts bloom from
stormy weather, while tailored
souls fall from rain clouds

Psychedelic rage taste as
sweet as cotton candy

While rage is like the
clouded mind of a
Serial Killer

Mended minds
Shattered shadows are cast upon
the darkness of our inner soul

Forming not only what is made to be
seen but what is Forbidden to see....

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Captured a roaming flirty me. 
In my nice tailored garb for Eve.
Rosy cheek, nervous, served in sleet.
Cookies and milk scarfed, forced fore’ leave.
Then I ride, slay. 
Kiss…alright, babe. 

Urgently, sturdy, hurried me. 
For thunderous powerful steed
like stag, not solo curling feet. 
For exercise in far from scene. 
Seen in star high.
Sleep a warm night....

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Uncoloured
Untailored
Unzipped
Untied
Unmasked
Untangled

I am unidentified, for no-one can claim to know the depth of my well.
I am no coloured frame of happiness.
I am no tailored garment.
I am not a zipped up pants
I am not a perfectly tied up ponytail.
I am masked with flaws yes.
I am untangling myself from a deeper web.

I am too uncoloured to fit....

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If he had my eyes
What would he see
The chaos, the hurt
Uncontrollable tears
The darkness I lay in
If he had my eyes
Would he see reflection of others
Shoes well shined 
Tux cleaned and tailored
A thousand dollar smile
Let me tell him pleads my heart
What you see, was never there
Look to the mirror
If he had my eyes
He would know where the pain truly lies...

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Limerick: Once a Maneater who ne’er said “No!”

   for Ronald W. Hull, the Great Mentor-Commentator

[Made to measure and tailored to a very tight fit]

Once a woman who could ne’er say “No!”
Met Ascetic: “Why?” he wanted to know.
Said she: “I’m no Vegan;
Meat I munch by the dozen.”
Priapic rigor mortis ensued: O! Woe!

(c) T. Wignesan – Paris, September 6, 2021...

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I used to know a poet. His slovenly disheveled poems reminded me an alcohol-prone loser’s beard, but in person he happened to be a clean-shaven, well-tailored gentleman who hasn't had a drop since Bicentennial. And sometimes it's just the other way round: aristocratic rhymes on closer examination turn into dipsomaniacs.

poets and their poems
don't resemble each other -
poets die poems don't...

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From steppes remote
    luxurious mink coats
  Fine leather boots
    tailored suits

  Fancy shoppes
    five-star hotels
  Back of splashy nightclubs
    exclusive brothels

  Rolls-Royces
    and Bentleys
  S-t-r-e-t-c-h ... L-i-m-o-u-s-i-n-e-s
    cafes serving the finest cuisine

  Wide-eyed with wonder
    passersby gape
  Dreams of Fifth Avenue 
    from tottering fire escapes...

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New experiences, 
	like an uncomfortable piece of clothing,
	are hard to fit into.
They bind and pull,
	slip and slide.
One may tug really hard
	to fit into this change of clothing.
You slide into place,
	becoming at one with the fabric,
	or it bulges and splits wide open.
It can be mended or tailored to fit.
Different,
	yet just right!





*Inspired by TAKING LEAVE OF A FRIEND by Li Po...

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Who Wants to Play....

Inside Out is the New Fashion.....

Nothing hidden will dress the day

Character is flawless in His debonair 

Strikingly tailored manners 

Ironed distinctions solidify His footings

Each garment fitted respectively sound

Bold colors adorn His genuine Style

           Open the Door ....Which Date shall it be....

         Of a Tale...we are told that could be a possibility. ......

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The joyful feel
She envelopes over me
My heart hears her soul
Breathing shallow
A constant twinge
Of happenstance
We hope for more
Loneliness couples
In dour speech
I see the sounds
Of her twilight
Loving tenderness
Maybe her tailored harp
Plays significance
Into my exasperated
But sensible mind…

A blissful power

Russell Sivey

Entrant into Nette Onclaud's "SYNESTHESIA : INNER BODY MOVEMENT" contest

11/17/2012...

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It has been said that Miracles do not occur.
In fact they are taken for granted here on Earth
As we commonly call them the "laws of nature" -
They appear tailored to our planet from its birth.

Nowhere else have we found in this universe
Where it is neither too hot nor too cold to live,
And where water and air are abundant and free -
Divine intervention - a miracle to give

4-13-19
Contest:Let's Have An Argument
Sponsor:Kevin Shaw...

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