Best Prima Poems

The sky has dug a hole in the cloud
it's fuc**** triangle's fault  I can't see the pigs
stratified societies 
revitalized on schizophrenic base of
finger pointing minority
staring at fragmented people 
seeing them as dispensed particles 
that parasitize above their respiratory system and
disrupting  implemented cohesion

in order...

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Prima donna Fish - Haiku

noodles boil in lake
water fall is the ladle 
fish prefer raw bait...

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She sings

            For kings



                        Ablaze

      ...

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Peacock-like vanity propelling you,     
Restless in the search for adulation,     
Image of yourself so damn inflated,    
Master of a self-centered universe;      
A great one, yes, until you ask others.

Donning...

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12/17/20
"Prima Nocta"

No matter how hard I think
Still can't find the missing link

All night long I drink
I'm on the brink

No, I don't need a shrink
Or to consume more zinc
Trying to stay awake but continuing to blink

It will or won't sync
In person, by image or written in...

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The Diva flows.
This is Poetry Diva show.
Give them what you got.
Share a piece of your mind.

The hits this Diva writes are for you to like.
The poems this Diva crooned are to groove only you.
Her voice is smooth to put you in a intimate move.
She is...

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On the last evening of a wonderful weathered 

                        summer, flitting between the branches 

       ...

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Prima colazione sbagliata 
 
 Si strapazzate il mio cuore, come se si trattasse di una frittata tre uova.

 Rompere il guscio della mia anima finché non crollò 

 Sto cercando così difficile per dimenticare.
 
 Il mio io interiore caduto, bumbled.
 
 Mi sentivo...

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I often visited the prittiest and kindest lady,
who lived by an abandoned, weedy cemetery...
and she told me tales that made me dream;
up that pine-scented and rugged hill, the Devil tripped many times and finally fell:
when her holiness set her gracious face aglow!
And she never cursed...

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prima ballerina
    expressive arms
  interlocking curves
    the pose of two swans

  her foot softly supple
    arched so long
  pink flamingo 
    toe stance on 

  Pirouettes 'round and round
...

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Pale limbs, vestigial breasts, long, slender alabaster neck,
In classic first position she stands alone in the spotlight,
Center stage, accepting her last applause.
It's tumultuous tonight, but midst cheers and bravas
She's certain she heard some guffaws.
Statuesque and sublime, she reflects that it's time
To quit the glittering world...

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alto

ego...

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Prima Vera (spring)

The westerly has ceased it doesn’t get 
dark before seven, time for evening walks, 
and let stillness read my thoughts. 

Under a carob tree three stones one on 
top of the other and old man sat here, 
he saw everything till he lost...

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Elizabeth Marie Tall Chief
bigotry gave her grief
failing health, unsteady,
she railed, “Get my swan costume ready!”...

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Like a new baby into the world,
Like a new baby chick into an old kraal,
Sometimes I feel so exposed and vulnerable,
My energy is even at stake.

I am exposed to the energy vampires, 
They do suck away my energy all the time,
May be I am being...

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