Best Isabella Poems
We had a fragile moment,
but it wasn't meant to last.
I let Isabella
slip into the past.
Her beauty, for an instant,
was truly mine to know,
but when autumn winds invade
the summer breeze must go.
But through the turn of seasons
I'll remember Isabella's grace;
she'll warm my winter heart
though I never saw her face.
Categories:
isabella, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
When I first saw you,
I said merci beaucoup.
Wonderment filled your eyes.
You calmed to my lullabies.
You have an affect,
Which I did not expect.
Your smile lights up a room,
Your laughter is the kaboom!
Your disposition,
Is ammunition,
For originality,
Individuality.
As I watch you grow,
Into a wondrous Snow,
Seek your light from above,
And soar like a mighty dove.
Categories:
isabella, baby, child, grandchild,
Form:
Verse
Queen Isabella of Spain knew this guy
He asked to give exploration a try
She thought the world was flat
He'd sail off the end and that would be that
Categories:
isabella, adventure, funny,
Form:
Clerihew
Isabella- such rare beauty of Spain,
accept this fragrant rose from my hand;
I'm a noble by birth, but a humble man:
Ferdinand can give you love without end!
Isabella, even the obssessed Alfonso, King of Portugal,
would ask you in marriage disguising himself as a jester
and on that wooden throne he would marry you in Fall;
stay faithful to me, we accidently met at the Patum Fair!
Kings constantly seek power and a strong wife that is charming
and who can give them children, honor and fidelity;
has such a king ever approached you: bowing down, begging
to marry him and be part of his life and destiny?
No, Isabella- riches don't always promise happiness,
look for someone who has love that will gratify...
and before you make that vow with absoluteness:
look at me and admit there's nothing to justify!
Written on 9/9/2017
Categories:
isabella, beauty, destiny, longing, money,
Form:
Rispetto
In the Southwest of Scotland
Marin county Argyle-shire
Extends a narrow mass of land
Known only as Kintyre
A certain mull on which is known
What sea the eye adore
As glitter to a rolling mist
As waves align the shore
Not far from there in Campbeltown
Five miles or maybe more
Sat Duncan Blaine McGeachy
His hat upon the door
Young daughter Isabella
Bound for distant farms
Alas to Rocky Mountain House
Clutches in her arms
Where Peter Paul of Eckville
Did spy the raving lass
More fair than any local
And quite a lovely yass
Peter Paul and Isabella
Rose the Adams pack
Jack Loreen and Mary
James Peter at the back
I remember James Peter
Marge would say J. P.
And when she called him Jimmy Joe
He’d hide behind a tree
Old Jimmy Joe he got to know
How grievous love could be
He stood inside a few short days
More tall than any tree
His mother Isabella
His darling Marjorie
Would both depart on one foul whisk
The maker for to see
Of Jim and Marge had come a brood
As fine a brood could be
Of Randy Eddy and Janelle
And my sweet Laura Lee
Categories:
isabella, father daughter, grandchild, granddaughter,
Form:
Ballad
Strong and bright
A shining light
That's my precious girl
Mediating every fight
With her mature sight
That's my peacemaker girl
Curls so tight
Her fun style to delight
That's my beautiful girl
Learning what might
Help her take flight
That's my adventuresome girl
Has great insight
Usually right
That's my intuitive girl
She'll go to the highest height
To see the moonlight
That's my nature loving girl
I wanted to write this poem tonight
So she would always know she's my sunlight,
earthlight, moonlight, my bright light
-Bella you make me happy always
Keep shining ??
Love,
Mom
Categories:
isabella, daughter,
Form:
Rhyme
Her name was Isabella
She came from New Orleans
Hair as black a raven's back
Eyes of deepest emerald green
Said she was a sorceress
On this she had been weaned
Had no doubt that she was
Exactly whom she seemed
Took my hand , flipped some cards
Then gave me an eerie grin
Felt a chill run up my spine
And a tingling on my skin
Said the futures rather cloudy
As she looked in her crystal ball
The cards are inconclusive
Pronounced with a Cajun drawl
But I have a magic mirror
Tells the truth about your past
All the loves you've had before
And reasons they didn't last
Can take you to the future
Only if you ask it to
For it's a magic mirror
It's magic just for you
Handed me a chalice
Told me to take a drink
To enter this magic mirror
I would have to shrink
Put the chalice to my lips
Then I thought anew
Should I really take a sip
Of this sorceress brew
Held my nose, closed my eyes
Then I took a drink
Felt myself go dizzy
As I began to shrink
Then I saw a rabbit hole
Alice beckoned me to come
Couldn't get my feet to move
For my body it was numb
Then a hand reached out
Pulled me right inside
That's when I really knew
I'm on a magic mirror ride
Categories:
isabella, adventure,
Form:
Rhyme
If you had a baby
And you live in New York City,
Likely he’d be Jayden,
Which would really be a pity.
Eight hundred other newborns
All were given that same name.
Originality might not be
Jayden’s claim to fame.
For New York City baby girls,
The top choice on the list
Was Isabella, now that Ashley’s
Somehow been dismissed.
When parents agonize to pick
A name they find unique,
It really has to put a crimp
In part of that mystique
When, on the playground, they call
Isabella! or shout Jayden!
And fifty little toddlers
All come saucily paradin’.
I guess those parents might have gone
With Enoch, Oona, Veer;
Those monikers were at the bottom
Of the list last year.
To brand-new parents, though, whose babies’
Lives have just begun,
Their Jayden or their Isabella
Is the only one.
Categories:
isabella, introspection, people, parents, new
Form:
Rhyme
SWEET ISABELLA by Donna 3/22/2013
I looked at her face
as she played in her space...
she played peek-a-boo,
as little ones do
I watched her react
to Great Grandpa Jack,
as he sang her a song
while she danced along
I saw how she smiled,
this beautiful child,
and I thanked God above
for this baby to love !
Categories:
isabella, baby,
Form:
Rhyme
Christopher Columbus’s claims were outlandish.
Queen Isabella was truly upstandish.
The court said he would fall off the edge.
So they bombarded him with mean sledge.
The queen still gave three ships to trycandish.
Categories:
isabella, history,
Form:
Limerick
Lady Isabel come back
My heart ache's continuous
Fighting to keep sanity
I pray you return
Categories:
isabella, imagination
Form:
Dodoitsu
Isabella of Aragon sitting high up upon her
jewel stoned throne. Patron monarch of saints,
scholars and the arts. Noble woman of the
heart. Isabella of Castile Spanish Queen
quiet surreal.
Well and he came to her with a bargain and
she believed in him. She was intrigued by
the thought of an old culture still
primitive in nature. And what an adventurous
woman she was. And the ways of the new world
she did come to love!
Oh Isabella of Aragon sitting high up upon
her jewel stoned throne. Turning her eyes to
the villas and saying Hosanna! Gracious
Queen of Spain, Lady Isabella.
Categories:
isabella, heart, love, strength,
Form:
Free verse
at that moment in the purity of her eyes
i remember finding the trace of hope for mankind
AP: 2nd place 2022
Categories:
isabella, career, child, future, hope,
Form:
Free verse
Her name is Isabella; a bell of beauty,
She walks like Rhinna, ruling the sun.
Her legs shone like the crystal bell
Her mouth glows like the embeamed beauty
Her laughter rings like a bell of beauty
In the moon abode, she twist the planet
And generate a loving clothed beamed air.
She makes men' legs femished in cold weather.
Her beauty corrupt the eyes of men,
Isabella, Bell of beauty, my love a bell to you.
Categories:
isabella, africa, art,
Form:
Free verse
Ms Isabella
Gladly disposed my old body.
New fetus ready already.
09/17/18
'Bite size poem no. 34
Contest by Line Gauthier
Categories:
isabella, appreciation, fun,
Form:
Epitaph