Short Tatting Poems

hail
falling
sky crystals
tapping pelting
rat-a-tat-tatting
sidewalk prancers
confetti
while rain
hail...

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If lies are told to save,
Will sin be judged at the grave?
Smile darling! The winsome homely,
You never change; your hair needs no tatting,
So in penury, your short smile you gave....

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wind
arctic
boreal
tatting across
whitened landscapes Chantilly with frore lace 
and snowy-stiff satin brocade cutting
defining the
raw winter’s
scalloped
edge...

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                           Gorgeous golden arches dance at night
                           Romantic shy trembling tatting
                           Esoteric sweetness is woven in the loom
                           Endless lifted from dust in the windowsill
                           Northern lights - green gemstones...

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Off in the misty distance
I hear a hungry woodpecker
Hammering with his head.
This omnivorous, opportunist
Breaks the silence of the morn
With his rat-a-tat-tatting
As if knocking on a door.
His persistent pecking
Will end with success
When he excavates
The hapless insect
A meal deservingly gained
But the silence won’t remain
Because he'll begin all over again....

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two angry men,
tete-a-tete
rat-a-tatting
a volley
of insults.
why?
nobody knows.
cup of tension
ratched up
to the brim;
eyes of fire
bulging,
seething
with rage.
fists clenched,
about to be...
thrown.
where's a referee?
somebody come...
quick!


Date written: 02/13/2021...

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Machiavellian dharma bums-
thumbing noses at the world
brazen fingerflags unfurled
tragic frowns on magic clowns
in fine designer hand-me-downs
hip and flippant,chips on shoulders
colder than the golden rings
piercing their exteriors

Neoclassic neobrats
drafting in and out of time
tatting lines of prose and rhyme
in easy lays that tease and play
in not the least most pleasing ways
the seed is sown,a need to hone-
a poem of their very own
near to the interior...

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