Best Spaniard Poems

There was a young man from Majorca,
   Who was an annoying incessant talker,
 His friends found a pool and threw him in
 But...

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my fingertips
touch ...
tender, but with melodic intent
you tremble
just SO ...
and sigh sweetly
the delightful answer
to my questioning hands
a gentle press ...
your supple curves against me
fitting me...

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Iberia, you took my breath away
with fiery gypsy spirit and romance;
with ancient Moorish history and grace;
with everything there is of you to see;
to hear and...

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By different lovers I’ve been kept,
some skillful and a few inept.
I always respond, unafraid.
I rather enjoy being played.

A Spaniard picked me up one time.
His classic...

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I am a word, a simple scribble - 
ink arranged on empty page;
I'm voiced with passion from a preacher's 
pulpit, or the actor's stage.
 ...

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Part 1

One summer in our youth group was a boy
I met.  How I would love to understand
if what he’d felt was equal to the...

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Lost in a Land of Gold and Honey


What is white?
 
What do you call white?

White can be a mixture of races like shepherd pie.
A mixture...

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God answers
a Spaniard, a Moor
men who seek Him in prayers 
the Bible makes it clear, in many layers 

he father of the original bearer 
O...

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My Sarah
When I looked at you last week trying on your new boots
Those almond eyes sparkling at something new, a gift
I saw my little pink...

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A 
picture
I’ve saved shows
a suave Spaniard
on a horse. Dressed in
a matador’s jacket,
he’s turned to the crowd, smiling.
Behind him, sitting sideways is
a woman, dark hair pulled...

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How have you been, it's ok to tella
Explorer of the sea, like me can't you see
That Brooks and Paris need some money
Please support our trip...

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By different lovers I’ve been kept,
some skillful and a few inept.
I always respond, unafraid.
I rather enjoy being played.

A Spaniard picked me up one time.
His classic...

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A notice appeared in the paper recently with the names and faces of eight men who have a combined wealth of $426 billion. According to...

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There once was a Spaniard called Julio
Who was just as slippery as oleo
And so was his brief
Claims his client's no thief
When he gets of he...

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Onward ever onward down the awesome lanes of time,
Coming going, dying reborn, another life inclined,
One time in Tasmania the Pommy hunters killed us out,
A prisoner...

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