Chintz Poems - Poems about Chintz

...The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull u......

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... Oh, Spring my love I feel now your sweet hug, you send soft breezes to stroke- to entice; Spring your loving fingers . . . my serene drug, I longed for you through winters coldest ice.......

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...She wore her skirt short, her lingerie to be seen. Such sights aplenty! Gawking, gawping eyes lusted at shear nudity. They burned with hunger. She proudly stood in ruffled edges of cheap c......

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...fingering white pages, one by one, painted with ebonic ink. borrowed, i’m blushing like a bride. the rush of pages, windmill churning… so careful, this klutz, sipping......

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...Whatever happened to common sense when did we all become so dense ya can’t fall off an un-sat fence dreaming of why and where and whence trying to figure out farthings and pence trapped in a w......

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...Charm the waves, Entail algorithms of templates, Subclass the seasonal stripes, Smash this tasteless flame stitch. A chevron turning into an imperial damask. Intarsia the charming argyle......

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...Spring inks cherry blossoms in pinks. Dabs lean weeping willows lime green. And tints blue waters like glazed chintz. (Musette) 4/2/2021 Photo #3 Finding Your Mus......

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...Little old ladies stooped over trays, at the garden centre caff, where they spend their days purchasing tranklements, considered slightly naff. Everythings game from gnomes to pomander that re......

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...Boy : deep beneath the veil behind creaking songs of mouth - felt fragrance of love Girl : nah! torpor dreamer fret over your own fancies - stars won't shine the day......

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...Walking in curiosity's footprints, I wander through life like a beachcomber. But I place wit above trinkets and chintz, seeking thinkers and poets like Homer. Many see me as a shiftless r......

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...Dawn’s xanthous blooming through the forest trees. Bouquet from God’s hand suddenly immersed in light. Flaming pine without a flicker, matchless crimson seize. Skinny oaks like a garden ga......

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...Grandmother's Porch Oh, with my love remembered! Huge American flag flying with pride! House a pristine white, with hunter green shutters. Three matching hunter green rocking chairs ......

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...A dusk, a glazed verandah, it's just rained, a smell of lilac, earthworms and wet earth, an awkward silence - the confusion chained my tongue: “What if she’ll laugh at? Is it worth?” A glass of w......

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...With a knock upon my dressing room doors I enter stage right to rapturous applause And I sit before a white grand piano So excited to perform Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue Such a treat for me to p......

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...It was just an old rocking chair, Chipped up, flowered chintz, and worn, We put it on the curb on trash pickup day, "Free for the Taking," We looked out the window a time or two, And no one had ......

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