Best Earrings Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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Who would I bring back, if I had only one
Perhaps a great leader, Kennedy or Lincoln

Or I could choose a musical icon
Such as John Lennon...

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As a young girl growing up in the 50s and 60s, Hollywood’s glamorous and glitzy lifestyle fascinated me. Popular actresses such as Jane Russell, Ava...

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It was the last year of high school and there was a lack of beaux,
But then I got an invite. Whew, that was close!
So now...

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Speak my language
A language of love I can understand
My heart language
Understand my need
My desire to be understood
Speak my language

Speak fluently to my heart
Words of Affirmation
I...

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My poem is patterned after John Crowe Ransom's "Blue Girls." I suppose you could call it a parody. His poem appears below mine.


Styling in your...

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Chandelier earrings dangling
Golden bangles jingling
Thick long raven hair
Twisted and pinned in swirls
With ornate gold embellishment
Luxuriously wrapped
In silk and brocade
Lavish lengths 
Of rich flamboyant colors
Parading effortlessly
Their...

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a guinea fowl
molting polka dot feathers—
handmade earrings

© February 21, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Juxtaposition Haiku 	 
Sponsored by: Charles Henderson

http://www.honoluluzoo.org/guineafowl.htm...

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My abiding memory of 2015 is of events that are so sad
With my father’s death, it’s the worst year I’ve ever had

It has been the...

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Bright stars shine in night skies
Like bangles, baubles and beads
Puts a twinkle in every girl's eyes
Like a gift of fine jewelry

A pair of sun stone...

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No not the portrait when you were younger, my dear
Just a Polaroid snapshot at the beach that year
No earrings, no make-up, your hair was a...

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Know you not, that I live in pain?
With features that drives me insane,
No matter, how much I try in vain,
I am a girl in a...

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‘Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust’

(No one is going to bust up MY insides,
sew my eyes and mouth shut,
drain my blood and...

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looking at your pictures
you always knew to smile
with my silent moment 
i'll think of you a while
and try not to let those memories
become a tearfull...

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In the silver glow of moonlight you are all I want to see,
You are every dark red rosebud, every line of poetry.

When we met, that...

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