Best Vienna Poems
She always calls me her little flower of all nations
What I’d like to know is who peed in my carnations
My petunia’s have been trampled and my bean stalk
Well it looks devoid of bean, and some taste like chalk (Vie)
Chalky beans are not good, and peed on petunias are even worse
Instead of trying to eat them, use the beans to write some verse
For petunias bathed in pee, well I’ll tell you what I would do
If the pee didn’t work on them try and plant them in some poo
©GG 18/06/2013
Forgottot put Vie's bit on, lol xx
Categories:
vienna, funny,
Form:
Couplet
You are~
The queen of hive~keeping a universe of sweetness alive.
The richness of air~ more richness than a gem or bank can bare.
The float of a boat~the ink of a love note.
The warmth of a coat~the warmth of prevailing hope.
With a billion brilliantly buffed stars you shine~a shine in the night of my mind.
You are the eloquence of glistening and glamorous Fiji waters~beauteous waves of mind.
A Unhurried dulcet substance steaming ahead~honey flowing through your veins.
I can visualize your golden veins,coiling on the
bars of heavens divine gates ~ your soul the key to heaven.
I'm sure a blind man can see you, I'm sure women would love to be you~ I'm sure though I haven't seen you.
Perhaps I seen you in
the rose I smelled yesterday
the sun of today
the mystical formation of
comely clouds.
perhaps I seen you girdled in
trees of fortitude,may be you
are the the fortifier of it all,the
beautifier of all roses standing tall.
You are the first steps of a baby
that once use to crawl,supportive
to all.You are the benign tender of
a baby's BIRTH~
So go ahead ask me what your WORTH,
and yes baby people like you is the
restoration of EARTH.
So go ahead ask me what your WORTH,
And i'll say YOUR WORTH MORE THAN EARTH!!!
Your birth chained heaven to earth~
A visible but invisible cord the doctors couldn't Cut,
BUT guess what these words came from the heaven in my GUT!!!
Written BY: Elliott Bowe
TO: Vienna Bombardieri
YoUrs TrulY thE DruKeN PoEt
Categories:
vienna, art, caregiving, dedication, life,
Form:
Free verse
There is a lady
In my Soups,
She writes poetry
As she stoops
To think about philosophy
Or talk about life's mystery.
And everytime I read her songs,
I must use the dictionnary
To understand the rights and wrongs
Of her deep dip-in poetry:
I sent her back
A bomb attack !
Categories:
vienna, tribute,
Form:
Light Verse
Sooo, ya think you're THE ace
In this jingle jangle place, UHH!?
And you're proud, OOH, SOO proud !
And you're talking here so loud...
That nobody ever noticed
That you're offering a contest
With a weird melody
I would call cacophony...
If an English word exists
To describe your foolish lists !
O.K. Don't you cry like this
Or I would call you Elvis
For the rest of your life...
By the way, I met your wife
And I told her, once again,
How frustrated I remain
Every time I see your pages,
I wish I'd put these images
on my own imagination:
WHATCHA goo' job you done, son !
Categories:
vienna, family,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Vienna, Austria
1954
I cannot reach you ,
Not even in my thoughts.
And nothing seems to reach
me anymore.
The time is borrowed
And I seek for the memory
To return;
When the shadow of your love
Gently touched my soul.
Wien 1954
Ich kann Dich nicht mehr erreichen.
Meine tiefsten Gedanken
verstecken Dich in meinem Herzen.
Die Zeit is geborgt
und ich begehre die Erinnerung
der Realitaet zurueckzurufen,
als Deine Liebe
zaertlich meine Seele beruehrte.
Categories:
vienna, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
This is one of a few sonnets Mystic and I collaborated on
she has left PS and in her honor, I'm posting it
To you Vienna, my writing buddy
To Be in Love
To be in love along the rushing shore
And hear sounds from your heartbeats that enslave
To kiss your hungry lips, then wanting more
Obtaining love's desire, its constant crave
Besot, beneath this dazzled sky, I find
Love's lightning splays a light that clears my view
Such echoed worlds, soft as waves inclined
Submerge through quiet eyes a love so true
My hand entwined in yours, we bond as one
While watching footprints fade in pebbled sand
To spy a reddening sky and setting sun
While falling into night, at stars command
We'll feel the waves upon our warmest skin
And touch the stars, as dawn arouses in
written by Mystic Rose and me
3/3/14
Categories:
vienna, love,
Form:
Sonnet
I sit her in a fog,
Trying to continue blog,
And I feel like a cob,
Sitting her in this fog.
Categories:
vienna, loss,
Form:
Couplet
A COMET THIS WAY CAME
You were a meteor streaking through the sky of my life
A comet that came to save me
You left a tail and trail of fire behind
And all the wonder which you gave me
I watched as you glowed brightly above
Passing stars, the moon and the sun
My eyes were blessed by the sight of you
And I felt luckier than anyone
Born of the heavens, I saw you shine
As you etched brightness through the sky
I was the only one to see how intensely you shone
A body even the darkness could not defy
You were a shade of gold I’d never seen before
A shimmering and celestial soul to wish upon
But just like a comet you finally burned out
And as suddenly as you came then you were gone
© 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE….~free cee!~
Categories:
vienna, angst,
Form:
Quatrain
Night skies sighted one brilliant star afar.
Love arrives, to change people's lives.
Heavenly seraph play, throughout the day.
12/6/2018
Dedicated to Vienna Bombardieri
Categories:
vienna, angel, christmas, jesus,
Form:
Free verse
There is no rose named "Vienna" so what can I do?
I promised a bunch of roses - especially for you.
There is no rose as sweet, as your personality
That show such affection to all, and hopefully includes me.
You gave me the name of Golden Girl
So I will send to you
A rose called “Gold Medal,” because I think you are worth that too
Sent on “Golden Wings” a spreading shrub with quite a bloom
“Golden Showers” to bathe in, with a fragrant perfume.
These are names of roses but they still cannot compare
They should name a rose “Vienna” I think that would be fair. xx
Hope you like them xx
Categories:
vienna, friendship, rose, rose,
Form:
Verse
VEHEMENT VELVET FROM VIENNA
velvet moments are the words she scribes with eloquence and elocution
she writes words with alliteration, laughter, tears and absolution
i read her words daily and realize that true love is not kisses or embraces
it is the ability for one person to transcend another 's trouble one too often faces
i read this lady's words that lift my spirit as clouds send lightening to one another
instand of to the ground they spark the darkness with lightness no twilight can smother
velvet are her words as soft as any fleece that has adorned the sheep as Christ owned and was their guide
and all the sins and transgressions my soul has been forced to abide
sit and read her with softness caressing your eyes and ye shall be relieved
for she writes words without causing the reader to doubt or be deceived
one need only read between the lines as i did Christ's words written by sages
and then thou shalt understand the talent only holy baptism gauges
she writes of darkness that leads one to the light unto their feet
she will keep you warm when it gets cold or allow you to suffer August's heat
this lady is a quilt who quiets and quells the disturbance only nine to five is able to dish out
and at the same time wash away any disturbances and or doubt
i read this lady to guide me through another day of turbulent transgressions
and envision pictures and portraits that embed in me lasting impressions
she is the foundation of which many of my words and beliefs are thusly built
so take the time to read the wisdom, words and quietude of a velvet quilt
written for an anonymous lady whom i wish didn't feel the need to remain
anonymous
(c) 2012.....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
vienna, angst, words, me, time,
Form:
Quatrain
the ice is melting
in the streams through the meadow
where new growth appears
fragrant hyacinths
push their way up from the ground
to meet the spring sun
some bright pink blossoms
are budding in the branches
of a cherry tree.
some yellow tulips
and yellow honeysuckles
mimic the sunshine
birds are coming back
from their dwellings in the south
where they spend winter
there’s a sky of blue
life spawns in every hue
colorful season
tiny leaves are falling
a cold September morning
time is slowing down
freshly cut flowers
arranged in crystal vase
by the bay window
the willow trees are
acknowledging their season
coming to an end
red brick leaves mimic
autumn's colors rich to dark
a chocolate bird sings
landing on a wire
he recalls a summer flight
huddled in the cold
painted skies are grey
life is about to unfold
winters wake up call
First six written by Robert Pettit Last six written by Vienna Bombardieri
Categories:
vienna, seasons, yellow,
Form:
Haiku
sorry Vienna, but i need to use your name or no one reads me...but i know
you will agree with this so don't be angry, thanks and i am e-mailing all my
friends that your tribulations will end and you can once again smile and make me smile
DEAR OR DEER PEOPLE
Please stop doing that
it's creating havoc
and making people and animals angry
half the world is drinking parasitic water
the other half doesn't give a damn about what happens
so long as their stocks rise
as I sit here with reddened eyes
because you will not stop and listen
the universe is speaking to you
in explicit terms
it begins by saying what I said above
stop and feel the love
the love every man should feel
and make it real
the universe is begging “please stop doing that”
it's simply not right
for our children to be left with blight
the deer are crying
the eagles are dying
and liars are denying
they claim to care
about this planet we all share
so please,
stop doing that
a Styrofoam cup will last where it lays
for four million days
a cigarette butt will be around for my grandson and my great
great grandchildren to find
so please be kind
because Mother Nature went through a lot of trouble to
design that which we behold
the beauty that to me is more precious than gold
so please stop doing that
if I could i'd hand you all a lot of cash
before Mother Nature gets a ravenous rash
so please stop doing that
for as long as you live, day by day
think before you throw something away
© 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
vienna, angst, nature, me, mother,
Form:
Free verse
In 1913, Hitler, Freud, Tito, Stalin, and Trotsky
Were neighbors in old Vienna, a crew quite motley
Lived within 2 sq. miles
Water must've been vile
They all wound up guity of famous folly
Categories:
vienna, history,
Form:
Limerick
BREAKFAST NOT AT TIFFANY’S
I remember eating breakfast in the corner luncheonette
Two eggs over easy with a side of toast
Danny ordered a cheese and egg white omelet
While I read the Times and was totally engrossed
The sun hadn’t risen yet as the red neon shone
Suddenly our waiter dropped a plate on the floor
Danny and I both heard the clumsy server moan
And then a good looking lady walked through the door
She donned a halter top and our eyes didn’t falter
Danny and I stared with amorous thoughts in our head
Just then she greeted her boyfriend named Walter
And there went our thoughts of getting her in bed
Walter was six-feet-three and two hundred pounds
A man neither Danny nor I cared to rile
A waitress emptied some stale coffee grounds
Some of which fell on the floor of ceramic tile
An old gray haired lady ate some kind of slop
I couldn’t identify the food with specificity
While Danny and I ate the waiter grabbed a mop
And Danny told me about a hot chick named Felicity
Our conversation flowed from Felicity to friends and foes
Then I ordered one more piece of toast and an egg
Just then Walter and his girlfriend arose
And that’s when I noticed a gun strapped to Walter’s leg
It seemed that Walter didn’t plan on paying the check
And so he stuck his gun in the owner’s flustered face
He then grabbed the pretty waitress by the neck
When suddenly the owner sprayed Walter with mace
While all this went on Danny went for the register’s cash
A move which truly had astounded me
Both of us ran out and made a maniacally mad dash
And that’s how two junkies got a lot of dope in essence for free
© 2012….copyright..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
vienna, angst,
Form:
Quatrain