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REAPING SEX a simple note
If you wink an eye
At Fame’s restless lonely mate—
Prepare for a storm
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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HORSE
Hell-bent stallion muscles led the mustangs through the plain,
On their heels rode hard a hired man –his job to rope the best--
Rearing high the stallion—urging speed as autumn winds dance thru his mane.
Sheets of lighting limned silhouettes as they pounded toward the west--
Enchanted now the man reined in—this day let beauty rule his breast.
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THE RESTLESS SEA
As dawn swept 'way the morning stars
A gloomy Helen glared
Poor Paris stood in silence-- watched--
He’d kiss her if he dared.
The sea was raging round their heads
The men rowed without cease
The lovers headed to their doom--
A myth is birthed in Greece
Ten thousand ships launch in pursuit
Rough soldiers flex their knees--
Today hunt thieves tomorrow queens--
Men do what kings will please
The soldiers puked and gambled hard
Twas boredom that they feared
A seasick trip was just a jaunt--
The Trojan shore appeared
The glory grew beyond Troy’s walls
The truth no one can trust….
Dark tragedy writ in the books--
Tis flung among the dust.
Victoria Anderson-Throop
1/14/13
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Tiger Woods
By Victoria Anderson-Throop
What a hero-- Tiger Woods--
He sells golf and sporting goods.
Chases ladies in the night
Tells kids not to curse or fight
Tiger, Tiger burning bright--
You must learn to play it right.
When temptation’s in your face
Putt a caddy in your place.
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Clerihew—
WRITING THRU TYGER WOODS
Tiger,Tiger, burning bright--
Man of iron , get it right.
If temptation‘s in your face
Putt a caddy in your place.
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BROTHER JACK
Just and passionate
A true outdoorsman year around
Cannot change his iron will—it’s like a force of nature
Kinsmen treasure his stalwart company and joy of cooking
Big man with grace in strength
Roars the engine when he waits too long
Only reads in the dead of night
Takes kids out to ski without a grumble
Holds a glass each day to toast the dusk
Escapes the winter to fish the Gulf Coast
Rigs up shelters for wandering bluebirds
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UNGRATEFUL CHILDREN A parent's lament
Children
with Wings
and Talons
Pounce on the fleetest of hearts
their
Memories
Soar
over the
Blood Transfusions
Hospital frights of prematurity
of EMS sirens
HIV trembling tests
Asthma Tents
Breathless Worry atop cloud kissed Trees
Sleepless Nights of bully battles
Struggles with Education’s foes
Mad Escapes from Fathers of Violence
The teary wave good bye for fledgling endeavors
Day night day night day night…unending
and
Land on
Slight Imperfections and Imagined Slights
or the
Shortage of Cash
for
Trips
Technoshit
New Shoes
New Cars
or other
Dreams
You
Couldn’t
Buy.
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THE LADY WHO BATHES IN PUBLIC
Harlot moon
Languishes in star bath
Shamelessly
Victoria Anderson-Throop
the moon last night made me want to repeat this favorite of mine!
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ABOMINATION
Abomination is my name.
There is no passion I've not felt.
Yearning pens attempt at fame
Dare each relationship to melt.
There is no struggle that I scorn.
There is no flame without scorched taste.
When blaze-bloom fires are born--
My inner soul consumes the waste.
Now , Sweet-- bamboozle me with joy.
Affection tender has its place.
Love's tempting comforts, please employ--
Make me cherish your sweet face.
V. Anderson-Throop
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Their passion so unchecked--
He dried her tears
Before the sorrows struck
V. Anderson-Throop 2015
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