Bangle Poems - Poems about Bangle

Bangle Hide and Seek I have made QVC more than wealthy, buying jewelry organizers fr them! The wooden ones with mirrors and swinging doors, Their cartons from QVC....still on the floor. In sheer madness I went to HSN, sought out Joy Magnano with her organizers, utterly magical. Yet this bangle madness proves highly impractical. I have come to believe, I love to...

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Don't bother counting swallows, I can tell you it's not summer yet. Winter after winter follows and my wager is as safe as wagers get that speeches will be shallow at the Tory Party Conference where wearing bangled images of Frida Kahlo does not inspire public confidence. Maybe counting birds isn't such a bad suggestion; but what season follows next, that is the question....

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Gertrude Bangle 1895-1914 By name I was called Trudy. When living. Dear friends of the living, Do you know Whittier town Is a very haunted town? Do you know my ghost still walks Still silently steps by you? Oblivious you? Here in the stalking shade of the myrtles? Here in the dark shadows of the walnuts? I still seek the solace from a seeping sadness. Still seek the...

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April my Bangle cat hates my Lap Top ...

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The Song of bangle seller He sings in all nights to his crying son to sleep with smile and to forget his mother Though he is a poor bangle seller his poem will be too high and luxury There he compares his son as a prince of his empire and he leaves his son with the angles to take care Many...

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