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Best Midler Poems


Premium Member Pleasantly Weird
Pleasantly
Bull headed, bird brained, chicken and foxy
From a bramble of a family tree
A lover of Cohen, Midler and Dennis Lee
Who regularly feels awe, paralyzing angst, and humility
Fearing the end of birds singing, seasons changing and liberty
Hoping to see a Purple Martin, a Gyrfalcon, and fifty
Proudly...

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Categories: midler, bird, me,
Form: Bio
You Bette ! ..
So , was it real cold there , in my shadow .
When M/S Midler sang , with you in mind .
When all we shared
Was the time ,we spared
And lost dreams , I still had to find .
That fickle friend named Limelight
Made you step into the...

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© Sean Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: midler, friendship
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member From the Eyes of Someone Born In 1952
Through the eyes of one born in 1952:

1950’s TV craze
Muscle cars, blue jeans
Poodle skirts, class ring exchanges
Simple time, grandparents involved.
Girls want to be pretty, men call women girls

I Love Lucy
Topper, Loretta Young,
Show of Shows
Grandma’s house on Sundays. Grandpa’s teach skills.
Girls want to be beautiful, men...

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Categories: midler, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Wind Beneath My Wings
Watched Bette Midler singing “Wind Beneath My Wings”
Brought a tear to my eye, such an emotional tugging on my heartstrings
Like only Bette can do
A love song so touching, so true
Her smile exudes warmth and passion as she sings...

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Categories: midler, celebrity,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Stuck In An Elevator
I am stuck in an elevator with Cher, Tina Turner, Bette Midler,
Pink, Miley Cyrus, Taylor Swift and Lady Gaga when
Liza Minnelli drops in from a tiny opening in the roof.
We all scream “LIZA!” and then we whip out our instruments.

To be fair, I do not...

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Categories: midler, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member The Rose
Lyrics for The Rose By Bette Midler 

"Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed 
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed 
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need 
I say...

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Categories: midler,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member Picture This
Picture this.
Exploding pipe bombs.
Land fields that can take your arms off.
Driving off road, and frenzied, with excitement 
Adrenaline RAGING.
Oh, yes, Syrian Teenagers,
It is “Let’s See If We Are Really Alive” day.
Okay, we’ll let in some Africans too, but
Only if they are wearing hoodies.
The Mexicans want...

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Categories: midler, malayalam, moving on, patriotic,
Form: Free verse
The Music In Me
I have a peaceful easy feeling
As I sit and write this poem
Comprising 5 old songs
Which remind me of my home

They show me the importance
They teach me with such grace
To get up every morning 
With a smile on your face


My youth was filled with ballads
Verses I...

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Categories: midler, inspirational, music, song-me, light,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member M the Divine Miss-Ifl
At eight
I latched on like a babe
in need of nourishment 
a positive role model
when my role
was never model
her message sent
I need not be gorgeous 
to be fabulous 
and found my beauty in that
M is not for mother
that divine love I
miss
yet never met
M is for Midler
who...

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Categories: midler, beauty, celebrity, childhood, mother
Form: Free verse
Unturnable Pages
Brittle pages, ideas tossed along the wayside.
Bay side bossoms, Beaches and Bette Midlers
F-rated winds. Ripped magazine articles littered through abandoned streets. Young minded men sneaking peaks from National Geographic physiques. African antiques, charcoal skin ~her eyes~ poignantly burning within, pot bellied babies, flies-kamikaze, blackness displayed...

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© Ts Lewis  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: midler, africa, black african american,
Form: Prose
Premium Member Prom of 1970
We all had homemade dresses for prom; well, nearly all of us.
This was back in 1970 while black and white Viet Nam War photos were on TV
Every night, we saw such sadness.
Prom was a reminder of childhood.
Back to the Bibbity Bobbity Boo of Cinderella.

We girls...

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Categories: midler, 12th grade, memory, nostalgia,
Form: Lyric
Weeki Wacky
Going on vacation 
down to Spring Hill, Florida,
decided to take in some attractions,
and with Weeki "Wacky" practically
right up the road,
drove there to do some investigating,
hearing that they have live mermaids
is something I've never seen,
so took it upon myself to check it out,
because they say seeing...

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Categories: midler, humor, vacation,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member My 1970's Acrostic
T	The wide belts, hip-huggers, bell bottom pants
H	Hip people dress like Sonny and Cher
E	Everyone loves Carol Burnet, Harvey Korman,  and Bonanza

S	Singers cannot compete with Barbara Striesand
E	Everyone Knows Tony Orlando and Dawn
V	Very important to move away from home at 18
E	Every country music lover knows Johnny Cash...

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Categories: midler, nostalgia,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member The Fiddler and the Frog
There once was a fiddler from Fartsie Oh Midler 
who played in the park with a naturous tether      
a one legged man 
by a river of tan 
with one gimpy leg that sat still as a peg, oh what a...

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Categories: midler, appreciation, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Music Is In My Soul Thanks To Daddy
I love classical music, for it reminds me of
Walt Disney's musical full-length featured comics.
Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty,
And when I was older, Fantasia, my favorite.

I love Willy Nelson, Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn,
Reba, and her daughter-in-law, Kelli Clarkson.
They remind me of my father who used to
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Categories: midler, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Blank verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things