Topper Poems - Poems about Topper

She is as pretty as her bridesmaid cake. She popped off the top and showed us her roses. We were excited about her enthusiasm. But she had to sit on the cake, right? Maybe not because she refused. A cake decoration that had a mind of her own. We were surprised by her antics, But no one could talk her back up...

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in the air i declare it is all there all i can do is stare in amazement on the cold pavement seduced properly by a scene so surreal on a magical night so perfectly still all emotions are on hold for this WonderFull Moment's Feel i become gladly lost in its EverLoving Appeal almost immediately i Give Thanks as i kneel in the air i declare it is...

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She is a story topper. If your eye is quivering, hers has dropped out and slid under the couch. If you think you are having a heart attack, she has had sixteen stints. She is a story topper. If you have broken your foot, she has broken her arm, leg, and neck. If your refrigerator has black mold, two of...

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Who is she? We asked in hushed tones For the aura and ambiance, she elicited were magical We were in awe without even knowing her She is the Christmas Topper Faerie. Be extra quiet. She only chooses one tree to grace. We held our breath, waiting....

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And all it happened As i feared Turned into life A nightmare When i touched the flame I burned down All my ashes Lingered around Seeing the sky Lying on disgust Can never bring stars Into your palm anigh. Awake And revive From those ashes And burn down those stars  With victory of crashes. Subscribe to my newsletter to know more about me: https://curiestark.substack.com/?r=g9tif&utm_campaign=pub&utm_medium=web&utm_source=copy...

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Our lovely tree still lacks its crowning touch, the topper that my oldest son agreed to bring this year, but since that day so much has happened—disagreements and the need to re-connect, to plant a healing seed. Our conversations have been strained since then and visits not as warm as in the past. His job (he said) makes him unsure of when— or...

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I would like to thank you for your visit. I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication. I believe we poets, can make a difference in this world. We live in the 21st century, we have tools( technology), we have our past, and imagination. We just don't have the courage, because I guess most are afraid to...

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