Best Maltese Poems

The Maltese Moon,
she draws my eyes
to shapely orb
in starlit sky
she smiles at me
with wanton grace
and spills desire
upon my face
I'm all awash
in milky glow
sacred secrets
Mine to...

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Pretty crystal dish that holds
A rainbow delight
Layers of coloured custard
Jam spread sliced sponge cakes   
Sprinkled with sherry
Meringue topped
Dream!

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8th November 2014 
Contest: Make Me...

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There was once a maiden who lived by the sea

with lustrous   lips that dried too soon

like early dew perched on a tree .

She...

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 We got off the plane in Malta after our flight
Reached the arrivals hall and to our delight...
there to greet us with a hug and...

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This dark haired beauty
Whose romantic words grace us
Our Maltese Maiden




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I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are...

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Two bodies, two hearts and two lives

A midnight moon glistens softly
upon the Mediterranean sea
as we count stars in the heavens,
twinkling like opals on this 
warm...

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SEA DAFFODILS

On the island of Comino
Naked rocks are burning hot,
Without mercy, sun at midday
Robs the shade from every spot.

It’s a bare desolate area, 
Here the...

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Everyone loves our dear sweet Charmaine
This adorable young lady of Poetry Soup fame
Just had a Birthday
Apologize I'm late
To my Maltese sweetheart, best wishes I convey


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A poetry convention is a wow
Our writes we endeavour to plough
We'll meet so many friends
To enhance writing trends
Our strengths are as thick as the bough

To...

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 Quieter than usual I stand alone in my verandah
looking over a lamp-lit street-bench.

Across the ocean      a plane lands...

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Everyone knows our dear Charmaine
From the Mediterranean Isle of Malta
A beautiful lady so loving and gentle
My admiration for her never falters

Charming and sweet are a...

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This rock of the brave
In the Mediterranean Sea
There is a Maltese Maiden
A lure for me

We will meet in it's Capital
Steeped in history
Valletta is it's name
But...

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I wake up screaming
Max the Axe has just chopped me into bits
It is not the first time
but this time I felt it.
I glare at my...

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To Kill a Wild Rabbit - FICTION

The small winding valley was cold and dank.
Nothing stirred as darkness descended quickly.
Dusk brought an ominous cloud of evil...

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