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The Lioness: Poetry Maybe #108

No fear of losing   Consciousness on  Neutral ground.  Going into the  Pit with the lioness  And a bat.  Disagreement between   A gladiator and queen of the jungle.  Crowds have affinity  For celebrity sightings,  Extravagant cars,   1st class airport lounges.   Requiems with the attitude  Of 1000 drag queens.  Mob has no objection when  The faint of heart princesses  Have…

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Fox: Poetry Maybe #107

Did you see me today  Running in heels   to win    Your heart   I qualified for the   Heartbreak marathon.  Let’s reclassify the race  In fixing devotion and emotion.  Development of soft spots  For fancy clothes  caused suspicion.  Interference from all directions  Caused a scene  To fabricated on   The disco floor.  The rare fox might escape  If you see that   wild…

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Loyalty of Odette: Poetry Maybe #106

The loyalty of Odette   And her prince was  Lost due to neglect of funding.  The situation was harmless  On the surface.  Swan Lake State Park will be   Closed to love until the   rhythm of the current calms down.  Pillow talk fails to soothe  Cracked devotion.  The pupil pleads with  The killer of true love  To not brand her with   The details of his falseness.   Poetry Maybe

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Waterfalls of Lava: Poetry Maybe #102

Compact with magic powder  Crumbled onto   Leaf after twig upon dirt.  Trees like monsters  Don’t hesitate to   Conceal their movements.  Activate raw energy  Before fainting into the  Meteor shower.  Half of the spindle  May cause drowsiness.  Pension might be   Gone with the spinning wheel.  Body so tired  Mind helpless to   Prevent kidnapping.  Cart full of spindles  Ignited…

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What Happened to Her Face: Poetry Maybe #103

Truth of what  Happened to her face  Is hiding in plain sight.  The swarm of bees  In the attic attracted  To the meat hook   And a chain.  Thin hand   Gestures to   Faded veil with hints  Of blood.  Clock stuck at  Midnight – record player   Only loves “The Firebird.”   She begged him  For his faithfulness.  Efforts of failure   Forever scarred on her face.  Poetry Maybe

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Wife = Stranger: Poetry Maybe #105

Wash away the dirt  From the courthouse steps  Where your wife legally becomes a stranger.  The feminine touch  Kicks you  Into brilliance  Of mirrored reflection.  Venus whispers into  Your ear  Unaware of other  Arrangements.  Forecast.  Poetry Maybe

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Braided Pigtails: Poetry Maybe #104

It was tense when  She didn’t want   His leftover love.  She reverted back to  Braided pigtails and knee sox.  Dancing by the   Fireplace listening   To old disco records.  Sigh and daydream   About being brave  And tolerant of   Her dangerous mind.  Cast a spell to not be his groupie  By wrecking the heart-shaped balloon.  Their framed picture  Will be switched for  Sunshine and…

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Unlocking the World: Poetry Maybe #101

We can move forward  From a chance encounter  On a rooftop bar.  Innovation in technology  Produces heart connections.  Old loves complain  About new romance rivals.  The quarrel forces us  Into the wilderness with  Bison and blizzards.  Can we resist changing   our Facebook Status   Until the dove is   On the horizon.  It soars above  Our rooftop  Unlocking the world.  Poetry…

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Mabel: Poetry Maybe #99

Don’t look a gift horse  In the mouth, Mabel.  The crown was   So easy to seize  Because of your beauty.  The umbrella only   Dulls your shine  For a moment.  Before you go to   The asylum, ride   Your motorcycle over   The frozen bridge.  Your days of   bone collecting  On the riverbanks  Are over.  Put a bow on  Your parachute of raincoats.  No one knows that  Publicity isn’t…

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Devotion: Poetry Maybe #98

He prevents  Her injury  Of all viable solutions.  She spends salon time  In the hemlock bathtub.  Sapphire social clubs  Don’t know how to prevent  The tragedy of separating   Their entire connection.  His constant message  Is cross and greedy.  Stay as long as you want.  The choice is yours.  I need your place  To call my own.  But I don’t need your  Devotion to make a…

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Jelly Baskets: Poetry Maybe #96

No amount of  Gourmet jelly baskets  Presented on our  Hundredth anniversary  Justify the possibility  Of admitting the alien  Form to our house.  The incident with the bat  When I was screaming  “Please don’t leave me baby,”  Was just one example  Of cruelty   And denial.  I’m so overwhelmed by  Staking so much on  A stranger.  You service her always  And divide us…

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The Maze: Poetry Maybe #100

Rotary dial telephone  Keeps ringing.  It’s hidden in the maze  In my dreams  And ends with pavement.  It was critical that   I answered the phone.  Origin of the caller  Might be true love  Or dance crew or  Offers of a rocket ship.  Time elapses with  No sleep then 5 years  In a dream state.  I want to jump out   Of the window into   A nest of tulle and ballet slippers  To see…

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Drowning my Beloved: Poetry Maybe #93

Drifting along the path  Full of doubt that  There’s no absolute winner  Of the joust.  Estimate the strength   It takes a shark  To soar above the   Blood and water.  Drowning my beloved  Who was made of   Virtue and bad decisions.  She was stunned by   How quickly the   Sun fades under  The waves.   Poetry Maybe

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Tenderness in the Garden: Poetry Maybe #89

I’m not trying to stress you out.  Can you fire up   The rocket and ride to my block?  My only wish is to not  Have memories of  you  If you leave for good.  The instruction you give  Is in jest.  We tiptoe around   Happiness while  We’re in the thick of it.  Glide over to my house  Make the neighbors gasp  At the tender brutality in the garden.  Poetry Maybe

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Bruises: Poetry Maybe #92

Bruises on my body  Reflect defeated love.  All of the content   We made was in vain.  Giant obstacles to  Institution on the border  Between him and freedom.  In prison, the love spell  He cast was lifted.  Grandma would be   Impressed that I  Adopted a star  On the anniversary   Of his rejection.  My feet hit the ground  And I never stopped running.   Poetry Maybe

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Unloved Highway: Poetry Maybe #82

Sailor scouts  Wrote a letter  To a dirty traitor.  I wish the phone   Would ring.  They are dismissing  The precious calf  From organ donation.  The size of that  Heffer’s heart  Could block  This section   Of the   Unloved highway.  Poetry Maybe

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Gallery of Boyfriends: Poetry Maybe #88

I’m not interested  In cake with a   Peach blossom center.  I want a gallery   Of boyfriends  To drop the ball  With on a regular  Rotating schedule.  Food for every season  Of partners.  A reason to go   Against the grain.  Hallway full of dating  Profile pics.  Should I devote my life  To the happiness of bees  Instead of dating apps?  The paradox of the Queen  Being lonely…