Best Villa Poems
Nationalist;
He died for equality
May be rest in peace
Categories:
villa,
Form:
Senryu
If you go to Villa Park
You'll be in for a lark.
From kickoff the opposition will look on fire
But that is because Villa are so dire.
The goals go in one two three four
By halftime it could end as a cricket score.
The Villa fans slide down in their seat
Knowing they are heading for another defeat.
Thinking there is no inspiration
And heading closer to relegation
Twenty minutes to go the fans head for home
They have to face work with no safety zone.
But don't expect me to take pity
Because I support Leicester City.
Haiku version
Sad Villa fans. Cry
Relegation looms. Bottom.
Leicester fans smile. Top.
Categories:
villa, funny, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Some say that he was the "Robin Hood" for the poor in Old Mexico
Others say he was a tequila drinking horse thief, murderer to boot
One night on my great grand father's ranch in New Mexico, Villa stole their horses
Categories:
villa, history
Form:
yonder is a flaming red, vintage corolla
basking in the sun in the yard of this villa,
casting no shadow,
while by the window,
dances a burning bush, blazing bougainvillea !
Categories:
villa, happiness, nature, seasons,
Form:
Limerick
A thin layer of rosy clouds
Greets the morning sun as it breeches
The hills over Rice Lake
And Villa da Rosa. My eyes open
As the light penetrates my indigo soul
And my thoughts, invariably,
Turn to you…and sunrises.
I’ve seen the sun rise
Over the Rockies and chase
The fog away; seen it grace
The Erie beaches in the morning
And Huron dunes at sunset. From
East to west, I’m willing to bet,
I’ve seen the best that dawn has
To offer but nothing can compare
To the joy…the bliss
Of watching
The sun rise over you.
For luloo's Birthday Contest- written Aug. 12, 2013. For my 60th B-day my wife and 3 children rented a villa on Rice Lake and this poem sprang forth to express my love.
Categories:
villa, beauty, desire, love,
Form:
Free verse
Welcome to the illicit villa
Where people come and go
A brief warmth of the palm
A touchy heart, a hearty laugh
Then out through the elusive door
Customary customers they are called,
All young and old
Accommodations are provided
Free advice and service for all
Short of mannequins? Just give us a call!
We are your humble servants
Blood, tears and gall
And the young ones
Oh, the tunneled youths
Passion burn like head of matchsticks
Uneven mushrooms they sprout
Under veils of deceiving shade
Growing too fast for their own liking
And yes, the pillars
Who can forget the pillars?
Stay rooted despite the trouble
Though the sky’s a grey all faded
Though the Sun all sullen and jaded
Unfazed by daunting clouds of doubts
Oh, they know no passion
Can’t stop the door from shutting
The cold wind whistles through
A pipe of melancholy, when all remains true
What’s unbecoming cannot be undone
To fade away
With the wind of passion
To be enslave in an unbroken faith
The freedom to stay
The choice is ours to take…
Categories:
villa, friendship, lost love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
My love, there was no greater
she held my heart in her hands
her first kiss
the arrow that pierced
if only she could know
I ceased to exist
when she let me go
a thousand love letters
before and after
meant nothing at all
she thought I was empty
depression hides your soul
she has her own wounds
happiness it seems
lives in the clouds
all my desires of long ago
buried in Acambaro
Categories:
villa, dance, desire, love,
Form:
Free verse
Citizens were upset
With the Honey Hornets set
They played dance songs
But it was all wrong
Records being abused
Scratching them when used
Stingers created a vibe
That said let the music die
Before the first forty five ended
Twilight Zone Rod should be commended
Two for Stirling
Hometown hive was swirling
Only to see another pair go by
Relegation staring bees straight in the eye
Four score
Sky Blue headed for the door
“Nice seeing you here
Will be playing for champions league cheer
In the coming year
Tabloid stuff did not work
Honesty was how we popped the cork”
Later in the day Gunners held fire
While Aston’s Villa was put on the tight wire
If this was the end to the show
Arsenal would let them know
First half saw one in
Enough for a claret blue army crucial win
This allowed a table jump
To safety over buzzing hump
No need reporting anything new
Except the canary could be dining on honey dipping stew
In the dungeon
Doing some number crunching
Asking themselves why did we go to that high profile luncheon
Where we did all the munching
Categories:
villa, england, fate, football, games,
Form:
Rhyme
Lily White
Being firm and money tight
Headed to the golden sands looking just right
There was Mr. Bourne and his mouth
Packing the cherries to go south
“Young lady what can I do for you?
Maybe a pint filled with my special brew?”
Looking at him
Innocently no sin
“This should be an easy win
Three points in the bag
Upper table move a good brag”
Everything packed away
Mr. Bourne had nothing to say
We are going somewhere to be on top
Develop a winning crop
Feeling sorry and remorse
Not needing to be seen in a porsche
Lily White did not open her net
Cherry pickers score they did not get
As for Lily still in her white
A draw ended the plight
Nothing on the board
Except cherries being stored
For the foxes weekend picking tour
Later on the Red Devils
Went looking for something below their level
Playing inside Aston’s Villa
Still a
Chance to pick off the buzz
And the west ham that never was
Due to a foul
Red Devils Bruno went POW
Before the half ended
Second goal green wood tended
A healthy break in the lopsided war
Turned Aston’s Villa into a boutique store
A hat trick was commenced
Ending the suspense
Aston was done
In a match they fantasied they won
Categories:
villa, age, football, innocence, london,
Form:
Rhyme
i've just been reliably informed that
the manchester united dressing room was bugged
before their match at aston villa
it is a shocking security breach
but classic sci-fi can be a bit hit and miss
like my pancakes
but we soldier on
we have tickets for the opera
as we still await to see on stage the essentials;
making a cup of tea
reading the newspaper
putting on a pair of socks
but there's a character on stage dying from
tuberculosis, which according to Wikipedia is an infectious disease.
that causes
significant damage to the lungs
and she's singing her heart out
i whisper to my wife, "this is fun."
that italia '90 fella was good
you'll be in tears
Categories:
villa, allegory, angst,
Form:
Free verse
VILLA NEL
Passion does not a relationship make
Nel was a love of mine so long ago
In that villa overlooking the lake
Our time as one was short, for pity’s sake
A summer’s month offered no time to grow
Passion does not a relationship make
She left, and I was bereft in her wake
For many years now I have still felt low
In that villa overlooking the lake
Hot sun and hot blood was not hard to take
It was easy to let emotions flow
Passion does not a relationship make
Looking back, was I more than just a rake
Nel was much more than I could ever know
In that villa overlooking the lake
It was all very real and never fake
Yet still I rue the day I had to go
Passion does not a relationship make
In that villa overlooking the lake
Categories:
villa, break up, heartbreak, passion,
Form:
Villanelle
In the heart of the city, where legends embark.
Stands the famous old stadium, they call Villa Park.
A club full of honours, with a history so rich.
I'm proud when I see Aston Villa on the pitch.
From the very old days in the lower divisions.
These days you'll remember if you are a villain.
Our team Aston Villa, greatest team in the land.
It's give me great pleasure to see Villa firsthand.
With a lion on our badge, which is both proud and both bold,
A tale of glory, forever retold.
Those famous old colours of claret and blue.
Who even conquered Europe in 1982.
Through highs and lows, we stand by your side.
Through thick and thin, we are part of the pride.
To the glory of triumph, in fierce competition.
A club that runs deep with so much tradition.
As we stand on the terrace, supporting our team.
Whilst watching The Villa fulfilling our dream.
It's such a great feeling to hear those lion's roar.
Villa score, Villa score. If you can get one, you'll get more!!!
From the roar of the crowd to the thrill of the dream.
League founders of football, are my football team.
With claret and blue blood that runs through our veins.
This famous old club will always remain.
So here's to our heroes, both present and past.
The pride of the Midlands, our legacy's cast.
These Heroes and Villains, I must underlie.
Keep flying the flag with Holte Enders in the sky.
Categories:
villa, celebration, devotion, emotions, football,
Form:
Rhyme
Down my childhood memory lane, the Rainbow villa,
Looking ornate with ROSETTE for the jocund ceremony,
Myriad exotic FERNS swaying in the flamboyant GARDEN
A lofty PORCH with majestic chairs for the exalted circle,
The august front DOOR with the texture of rose wood grey,
An oaken STAIRCASE slithered like a creeper from the top,
The robust HOUSE having an antique style of gable ROOF,
Often gets into my dreams as it is my profound memory.
The ambiance of the splendid portrait lost its charisma.
With a sigh, I was passing by and overheard WHISPERS.
Out of curiosity, peeped through the gorge of saggy WINDOW.
The same old couple is still getting on and least bothered as
Their sober memories are fresh and hovering like a rainbow.
Decaying House Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Placed : 2nd
Categories:
villa, dream, house, memory, rainbow,
Form:
Free verse
I'd never sat through A Thriller
In which a Tiller,not Killer
Was The Intended Godzilla;
Whether in town shot or villa:
The killer always The Pillar...
Never the Farm-Minding Tiller
Nor Grocery-Running Miller
Nor wheel-chair confined Bruce Bila
Unholstered-Gun-Bearing Killer
A Thriller makes a real feeler
And its marketer wise dealer;
In his films loved by his wheeler
And The Bleeding by his healer...
But it's some salute to bloodshed
And helping of free tears,eyes red;
Scared kids resolved on earlier sleep
But on their bed for a wake keep.
Categories:
villa, death, fun, love, violence,
Form:
Rhyme
Team Lungs made there
In ring debut. Less impressive
to the Grapplers Union; the fans
seemed to love it. Borgo, Bounce,
Bootez, Shuffle, and Booty. Faced
G.U. who comprises of Big Giggy Sayso,
Fuss Strant, Mazzo Mendini, and
Epoxy Curfew.
All action, the referee loses control
and called the match to halt. Senior
referee Dank Seagrin did outside ref
Work from request of the side ring officials
request. Quick exchanges and high-flying
Moves gave way to a wrestling clinic by
Mendini, who out wrested Sayso, and Bootez
Who are World class wrestlers. At 12:43 a
Whip into the ropes produced a claw into a
Clothesline manuver. When Epoxy Curfew
Leaned to retrieve his proned opponent he
Was rolled to receive a nearfall. They tag off
Both men, at 14:14 Mendini strummed up Sayso
With a Who Words Boobytrap gaining victory by
Pinfall.
Categories:
villa, business, creation, dance, leadership,
Form:
Bio