Best Anna Poems

Foxy ponytail got a sharp tongue,
her pretty jade eyes blink-blink lashes 
really cut to the chase

Keep the skirt hounds on the run,
obsession scent spur their mad dashes
Her pause give ‘em all a digital trail erase

She cracks the estrogen whip ...
let cheeky fools taste the pointed...

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Time is fleeting when love's guise becomes sweet
When eyes bow before beauty's silent pose
To feel the soul emerge and not retreat
With such fragrant scent from a lover's rose
When hands clasp so tender a blushing face
To search quiet realms of expectation
And kiss in dim-light from a...

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"As I watch the blue skies
 Suddenly turned into gray
 Darkness easily surrounds 
 Their clouds, covered in haze.

 The rain will fall again, I say
 A nature's moment I dismay
 Raindrops will soon touch the ground
 The sad feeling, again I'll be hound.

 Splattering...

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She’d kissed a lot of boys, and some kissed great,
but few of those guys understood romance.
She thought she knew what kissing style was best,
but she had not yet met the boy from France!

Into her life one day he sauntered in.
His smile was soft, his eyes...

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Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum,
you should have seen me how it made me slightly drunk;
and jumping and screaming I danced to the beats of a drum...
then grandma joined in and she sang a classical song!


And the sweet cream was on my lips...

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Subtle feelings burst
Inside her supple breast
Creating overpowering longing
A thirst that had her wanting
Something only he could give her

Silence fell between them
When they found themselves alone
As his hand brushed hers gently
Struggling with a need to grasp it
She yearned for his touch against her

Soft hopes beckoned breathlessly
Intimacy...

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~ darkness gleaming   wisdom gleaning   state of the heart poetry ~







1.2.2020

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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...

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Anna Banana liked to eat fruit,
fruit was her favorite of all other foods.
And of all other foods, she liked bananas best,
so all of her friends called her "banana head".
But Anna Banana was fine with this trait,
she ate her banana under the tree shade.
She ate her...

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For more details, please see my Blog dated 7th April 11 
'In India, a new Revolution is in the offing'




A New  Hope shown by Anna Hazare in India

A new torch is there in your hands,  dear Anna Hazare*,
A torch by which you are...

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When I was young,                                                        I loved french vanilla pudding.                   ...

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Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy,
approximately 800 redundant pages
of Kafkaesque scoffing
at relentless banalities of economic and political elitists.

Rather like transcribing often inebriated conversations
within the all-night celebration scenes
of a Republican National Party Convention,

Or, sadly, a Democratic National Party Convention
only maybe about 400 condensed
impacted pages
with the remainder quite...

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? ...GONE... ?

I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt
To lose someone you never really had,
Days can be tough and at times cruel
To much for one to bear alone..

I was hoping that you would say
If I feel that I can't hold on...

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Anna Redmond put her own death in the Irish Independent as a mischief - or maybe ‘a cry 
for help’.  She married into Mr. Webster’s hotel and worked there slave-like.  Her beautiful 
young face, her red hair streaming, cheekily curling, her laughter eyes...

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I treasure
every meeting of our lips.
Our dreams:
as two dew drops
melding in eternal kiss.
A lake of pure desire,
with the depth
of eternity.
This life stretches before us
shore,
to unending shore.
every grain of sand,
the first: 
"I love you" 
of countless lovers.
And the whisper of the breeze
"Thee...thou... and us".

The butterfly fluttering...

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