Barra Poems - Poems about Barra

...Bob A diva without a tiara, Unbreakable even by Barra. Greedy for space, for light, for love. Supplying my shade, my air, my wonder. My keeper of tales to tell nought, My indefatig......

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...São Paulo is a long street that crosses Brazil with its "trade" infernal... Rio is a stage lit where the popcorn maker of corner, it's handle of samba and the madam from......

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...Auto-da-fé at Plaza Major Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats. A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine that failed to quench the civil mob. ......

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...Every February fourteenth, (reference Gregorian Calendar see High Middle Ages his Saints' Day) which combs thee day after morrow aye decree Tweedledum and Tweedledee mine near one and same m......

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...Sixteen-Eighty was brutal on saints and their hissing cats. A turgid June, thickened as it was by an immature sanguinary wine failed to quench the civil mob. Above the birthday cake façade,the p......

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...R-eader I-n C-lear E-yes L-ets B-eautiful A-crostic R-emain R-ightfully A-mazing Topic: Birthday of Ricel Barra (July 17) Form: Vertical Monocrostic......

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...Charlie and Arthur Johnson are not milking cows no more, they’re running beef and sheep along with free-range chooks galore. Their hobby now is ‘trotters’ (most were those you wouldn’t back) They ......

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...The tide slipped out, The sun went down, His thoughts surrounded, That small old town. The whispering wind, The flames that cooked, His catch for the day, Downhearted he looked. H......

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...--- Matamoros, Café Los Panchos mid-1990's The old panaderia (café y pan de dulce) on dusty Calle Guerrero between Once y Diez is noisy and hot. Sipping their best café con leche while e......

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...Grandpa’s a gem in the garden, tending his sprouts and his peas, tomatoes and onions and cabbage, his ‘caulies’ and his broccoli’s. I have seen plenty of gardens, chocked full of bountiful gre......

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