Anna Poems - Poems about Anna

Bronze, green, gray shocking pink, metallic red purplish rose, white, metallic greenish black, brown, iridescent colors Oh! Unlimited palette I fail to mix colors to capture beauty of nectar drinking fairy that flirts with light ...

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Star of Utrecht, Anna van Schurman Was not allowed to distract men She had to study behind a curtain Her brilliance wrote history for certain ...

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Anna Belle 1619 (Part One) She set out to Jamestown in 1619 She's a Nordic ship on the sea She's purple in shades in streams She bathes in the Caribbean breeze She needs no bard's flattery No barroom cajolery Only God with His love sets her free Along the Levant coast, Aqaba, and Red Sea My Shulamite who longs for me She whispers softly, a...

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My cat Anna She likes to slide Anna Banana Coming in wide Riding on the slimy peel Paws stained bright yellow Chasing after her next meal Furry white mouse fellow Stopping short, missing the turn Sliding past the bait Doesn't learn, feeling the burn Tasty treat will have to wait Mouse scurries out the gate Poor cat always late ...

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There was an Irish madam named Anna, At noon, she preferred to eat banana, A mom with an eagle eye, She could wow a top-notch spy, A civic woman sometimes called Nana. May 28, 2024. ...

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Anna Liisa was Great-grandmother's name. She emigrated from Finland at the beginning of the 20th century. I have only one memory of Anna Liisa from back when I was 10. She was elderly then and had come to live with Grandmother. She sat in a big, comfy rocking chair in the far end of the...

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Oh, poor Anna Creontic Reduced to a poetic antic Who in her prime, Exuding rhythm and rhyme Broke the hearts of so many Including mine. Therefore, I shall not disclose The “cut of her jib” or point of her nose And lest I be severely beaten Unveil a heart sugar can’t sweeten Say what you will of old Anna Creontic As history will always inflate The touch...

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her eyes are magic whether they be blue, grey or brown you see, it's how she sees the world with never a somber frown she takes each day as a blessing and seeks to help the needy by helping them one by one with never being selfish or greedy her beauty is apparent and matches her inside she smiles as she lives her life with never...

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the story of a black horse a life of cruelty- his search for love...

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Anna Alpaca is a sight. with long, long legs and long, long neck. She’s almost as tall as a kite! I lean in to give her a peck and when I am too close she spits to let me know to go away. She’s not rude, it’s just how she gets. It is her way of saying “Nay!” Showing elegance and true grace...

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Ding ,ding and ding ...

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Ding ,ding and ding ...

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“Santa Anna Wind”. © London F. Buss Don’t fear sadness, only shadows, who come through walls, It's always now and always then. It's loneliness never ends, even after...

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Anna the bandit and shady jane set out to rob a railroad train. So, they went for the gold. Then botched the escape. In for ten, no parole, Makin license plates....

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You broke your back at your home in January of 2016 when you fell. You were the last surviving cast member of "On The Buses" but now you have died as well. You also starred in "Beautiful Thing" and "What's Up Nurse!". Breaking your back was bad but your death was far worse. Because of your talent, receiving fame...

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