Christina Poems - Poems about Christina

As she waits, dressed in his favorite red, she waits alone in an old-fashioned world, not a breath of wind dares tossel her head nor a drop of rain though the sea is twirled by unceasing tide in passage...Read the rest...

Christina why do you laugh at the men with whom you make love? Do you have beliefs, any hopes? Do you cry? Do you need? Do you fear? Christina tell me all your fears Ignore the devil when he...Read the rest...

I do not know what's on your mind I cannot ask, we are confined To silence You maybe want to share and chat And tell your thoughts Of this and that So locked we are in soundless pose Held secrets of our...Read the rest...

Once a muse named Christina who had the wisdom of Athena made a suggestion sage without question and I followed into that arena she recommended that I write ‘bout fairy tale characters with bite now there are many to choose aplenty I’ll be writing...Read the rest...

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My daughters, I’m so very proud of you. You have grown to become, fine young women. Let not your hearts or lives be ruled by men. Stand fast, and to your own desires be true. Take what you need,...Read the rest...

The poetess Christina Rossetti, Once sat at the end of a jetty, The words wouldn't come, So she sucked on her thumb, Then wrote a small ode on spaghetti!!...Read the rest...

Christina is pretty She always looks nice Her boyfriend loves her He kissed her twice...Read the rest...

He left her on the dance floor. Her Ceasar on the blend. Her jubilee of laughter she danced to heights on end. As chirping on her cell phone alerted her to laughter. and all the unknown callers were hers for chasing after. When...Read the rest...

The Poet’s Pluck – Christina Rossetti In MY DREAM I see A PORTRAIT And REMEMBER a girl I used to know, SHE SAT...Read the rest...

A heart like hers was true, To me, I always felt like I knew you. To many, a blessing you were, When all of a sudden, there came a blur. It all came down fast like the rain, Giving my...Read the rest...

When we were nine and yearning, outcasted I did not understand the bruised nature of your soul. Perhaps I do not understand even now. I remember how I criticized you for the way you sang "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" in your warbling...Read the rest...

Each subject breathes in a different way with intimacy I can feel Where images will call me to fall into the spell. Emotion draws me to the place where Christina's beauty dwelled _____________________________ Based on the paintings of Andrew Wyeth And his series of...Read the rest...

Christina Georgina Rossetti 1839-1894 a true inspiration I find her to be devout Christian a poet of great skill possessing lyrical gifts for all to see To my eyes her masterpiece was writing through Jesus Christ's eyes "the love of Christ...Read the rest...

To me, she was a flightless bird Convinced she was restrained by those around her Delusional in thought that the world around her wanted nothing more than to keep her from soaring. To me, she was a child trapped, scolded,...Read the rest...