Anastasia Poems


Anastasia

Smooth skin
Long legs, no fats
Clean, no tattoos.
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Categories: anastasia, beautiful, body, perspective, woman,
Form: Than-Bauk

Premium MemberAnastasia and Drizella

once a char maid Cinderella
had hard time finding a fella
	she crashed a party
	thought herself smarty 
outplayed Anastasia and Drizella
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Categories: anastasia, betrayal, cinderella, dance, funny,
Form: Limerick


Anastasia

Anastasia: a crazy name for an Irish woman,
but actually, quite common
in the long-buried book of Celtic Memories.

When she in a reverie came to me
- her 80 year old hair
flying on countless dove-gray moonbeams,
I sensed a pitter-pattering of soft rain
redolent of the green hills
of Connemara falling into my mind.

“I am not dead, and you are not
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Categories: anastasia, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Anastasia

She came to me under tired eyelids.
I never actually met her.
Aunt Anastasia;
quite a common name
for an Irish dame.

She arrived with her long gray hair
flowing like silver moonlight.
She had nothing much to say
but she said it anyway.

Not a very eloquent
or beautiful ghost,
she probably have scared herself to death
pondering on God's wrath.
However she was my aunty
so I
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Categories: anastasia, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberAnastasia

Standing outside the St. Petersburg palace gate,
I am withstanding the cold as I patiently wait.
May I be lucky enough to see the daughter of the Tsar.
Men throughout Europe realize how beautiful you are.
On this cold winter night, you can shine like a star.
The youngest of four sisters, you are unreachable royalty.
I know that a date
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Categories: anastasia, fantasy, love,
Form: Rhyme


Premium MemberAnastasia Has a Tazer

Frantic pedantic Premier protects her precious state
Hides behind tree at New South border, sniper style
Midst of thriving twin city metropolis many populate
Her Highness surmises business will just 'rest a while'. 
Interstate disallow brings collapse of tourism, fragile


Anxious Anastasia clutches her gun-like gate shut weapon 
Nerve spasm tazer cocked in canteen lady arms, equipped
Rule of fair
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Categories: anastasia, anxiety, betrayal, community, crazy,
Form: Political Verse

Losing Anastasia

Detrimental, this situation...so detrimental
Why, why do I even persist; why do I even bother to contend
to be a contender, the defender in this pointless game
Am I the pretender, pretending nothing affects me
like a contagious infectious disease
No, my rouse is clear; I'm made of glass, so easily shattered
Dealing with this...suffering through this...
struggling, fighting for this...
cuts me
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Categories: anastasia, anger, anxiety, betrayal, heartbreak,
Form: Bio

Premium MemberAnastasia

She leans whispering,

whilst black deadened eyes stare back ~~

Amidst translucent

reflection, she now reflects ~~~*

In compassionate sorrow.


Her sibling taken

having disappeared years back ~~

Background beauty blooms

in ignorance of her loss ~~~*

If only they knew the truth.









*This is James Fraser's entry into Constance's 'Reflection' contest
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Categories: anastasia, loss, sister
Form: Tanka
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