pauline miller

Where lies a woman's beauty?
It is all in her eyes
This is the doorway to her heart
Where all she is resides.
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Have you seen those country women
Cheeks plumped out from nibble packets
Sporting shorts above the knee
While they wave badminton rackets?
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Lay me down low in the garden of Avignon
Aside my cypress sisters erect and tall
With the smell of lavender at my head
And the sweet, smell of jasmine,
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The winter night grows cold
As wind and cloud join the earth
Spattering the sky's water across the cottage door.
Inside, the old man lays down his tin edged cane
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A leisurely wind blows her soft breath
Like crystal water refreshing me
Creating a tranquil scene.
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There are mocking birds that flitter and twitter
Chirping their way around
Chittering and chirping, making quite a sound
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A LADY SINGS THE BLUES
Lost in a haze of cigarette smoke
dimmed the room that flashes no hues

A velvet skin of sable sits
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