Diva Poems

Celtic diva

in a land of make-believe
i roam the meadows
of a celtic realm where
bagpipes haunt the air by day
and in the midnight hour
harps are played by angels

in my world of fantasy
i own a castle by the sea
and have a voice of gold
i sing irish folk songs
all day long while looking
out my tower at the beauty
and i'm as

Diva

She gracefully entered the room
whereby the sounds in all the world stayed
for a moment, her sweet perfume,
a sensorial hand grenade,
now tossed capriciously among
the men, naive, so very young.

boy diva writes about?

butterfights
on butterfly'd
stopping goodbyes
without saying
i has a song
not in your garden 
long time you spent
washing all the dirts
evidence

"let miss thang be in control"
just as long as she's around

"but the old dead tree!"
what about it?
"it is gonna squish my house"
so your not protected?
"your right i should use my words"
yes i am right
that crooked witch uses the whips
and

Love is a similitude diva of a butterfly soar

Love is a similitude diva of a butterfly soaring- A Song of Nazrul Islam Babu (Niaz Mohammad Chowdhury)

Love is a similitude diva of a butterfly soaring higher on a flight of blindfolded pastime
A restful walk through the memory lane, a glimpse into the mirror of a tranquil mind, to be rueful, once again
Some of all

Ya'll Talkin Bout me?

From the Book of Duration
she asked me of something
that I had know 
understanding in foing
I refused to ask her to explain and
teach me what I needed to know
I knew my lack of the jargon
would provent me from
gurthering
but do to the limitations of
time I knew that to struggle
might create the character
that was needed.
But her lack of

Twilight diva

Twilight diva around a dusk, traveler birds ponder,
Oblivious, forgetful, for an escapeway, quick paced 

Twilight diva around a dusk, traveler birds ponder,
Oblivious, forgetful for an escapeway, quick paced,
Stepping for the destination, approaching
An overflowing hymn of a divine boon,
Wandering out there, only for me, in near and far
Twilight diva...

Aloof mountaintop, clouded, morbid, surreal.
A dusk, nostalgic, cuddling,

The Diva

I look at my toes, 
appendages on aging feet;
crusty nail on Hallux 
masked with crimson red;
the others, 
too disfigured, even for this disguise.

You placed your lips around it once; this toe
a while ago, too long ago;
before.
Your lipstick matched the color, I remember.
Faintly.

All ten grip the edge of the board;
though,
I barely see them, past the distention.

High

Diva Duck Dances For a Grizzly Bear

Diva duck has shiny blue swinging hair
Smooth and silky, arranged with great care.
We watch her fling her flipper feet in the air.
She is being watched by a burly grizzly bear.

He says what kind of human is she? Is she good to eat?
Smacking his lips now, he says “I need a holiday treat.”
We get out of

Darling Diva Cow Puts On Airs

Darling diva cow puts on airs, said Ruth Could.
Weird for her usual smell is nicotine putrid.
No one can stand the stench of her pores or her coat.
Barnyards smelled better with cows, pigs and one goat.

Is that her? I asked pointing to a cow with legs.
She was kicking one up, practically showing us eggs.
Yes, and she

Dalmation Diva

Dalmatian diva dressed deliberately for dinner
Displaying delicate dainty polka dots, to try and look thinner
Drinking deliriously delicious decaf, starring at a Doberman grinner
Deciphering a designer’s dreamy design during her delectable dinner

Miss Piggy Ultimate Sparkly Diva

Ultimate diva on fire is what Miss Piggy is.
She twirls and whirls and thinks she’s a whiz.
Spreading self-confidence around the room.
Sparkly and sassy, she needs no prince or groom.

Her feathered boa is laced with silver and gold.
At a hundred and fifteen, Miss Piggy will not be old.
What can I say about her? Where do I

The Chimpanzee Diva

Why do you call her the chimpanzee diva? I ask a bit too much.
I think it sounds a bit mean, because I have not seen her yet.
She floods herself into the party wearing satin and such.
She puts her clutch on the hutch and says, “I am no one’s pet.”

Her clothes are designer fine, and her

Poetic Diva of Serenity

On her velvet, aquamarine divan, 
    With poetic thoughts, so sylvan.

At peace with midnight’s universe.
    The starlit sky, understands her verse.

How near to God, in heart, is she. 
    Her feathered, poetic quill, sings of eternity!


          

Italian Sonnet Free Style: the Diva

*Image of The Diva by Pixabay.

Italian Sonnet Free Style: The Diva

A day of miracles descended and
she doth speaketh and clearly, she seeing
not heard yet, her awkward lips shift, being
the woman we all know too well, Suzanne.
By the way, tis spelt clearly with two n's
and not one, woman, and now that Gawds gift
has unwrapped herself, when

Diva Going Up

Lilly Fay was an operatic singer
Touted as being a diva humdinger
She could hit High C,
Easy as could be
But up there it's impossible to linger.

written March 25, 2022

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