Best Bangle Poems

April my Bangle cat hates my Lap Top                                     ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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