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 Title   [ Click any title below to view poem ]Category Date
 Miss Lady at Market Place Life 12/21/2013
 Where Were You Yesterday... Misc 12/20/2013
 Shadows of You Dance Senryu 12/20/2013
 Love's Lament Life 12/18/2013
 I Have Some Words Life 12/18/2013
 Reminiscence-Corners Life 12/17/2013
 Oh Day of Peace Haiku 12/16/2013
 Dare I Say It Again...I Love You Love 12/16/2013
 Another Rainy Day Nature 12/16/2013
 A Tree Tale Nature 12/16/2013
 This Winter Rain Nature 12/16/2013
 Forevers Life 12/13/2013
 Liquid Truth Life 12/13/2013
 Singing A Different Song Love 12/13/2013
 The Wonder of Love Love 12/13/2013
 Forsythia Nature 12/12/2013
 You Say Love Triangle 12/11/2013
  Midnight Again Life 12/11/2013
 Winter - Winter Haiku 12/11/2013
 The Night Sky Haiku 12/11/2013
 FOR MY MOTHER I Love You 12/11/2013
 The Dancer Haiku 12/9/2013
 So Silent is the Music Haiku 12/8/2013
 Those Golden Yesterdays Love 12/8/2013
 One Mad Summer Afternoon challenge Life 12/7/2013
 Oh You Must Know Love 12/6/2013
 Some Thing Between Us Love 12/6/2013
 Sunset Explosion Senryu 12/5/2013
 Just Let the Music Play challenge Life 12/4/2013
 Wishes Challenge Poem Life 12/4/2013
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Miss Lady at Market Place

A dazzling large red rose danced
on the brim of her yellow straw hat,
flip flopping over her dark brow and
deep set eyes.

Her full pursed lips matched the rose
blowing perfect smoke rings,
in miniture halos, over her head.
She tiptoed with grace on stilted heels,
Hips swaying to music only she could hear.

An old man spied from the corner of his
unpatched eye with much admiration...
Oh how he did grin, shaking his head,
hankering, in the silence of a never to be,
fullfilled wish.

Heads turned from every direction as Miss Lady
Strolled, nonchalant in the haze of smoke
and admiring eyes...
Woman surely envied her beauty, and the
motion of her hips, tugging at the imagination and
heart strings of men.
Mae West, reincarnated in ebony, strolling
on a saturday morning at market place.


Cynthia

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