Earring Poems - Poems about Earring

Lighted Island

My lighted island,
Hidden somewhere behind the red rocks,
Somewhere between the jingling of bangles
As I reach out to you.
My lighted island,
Lies behind the rusted walls of the blue city,
Among the trembling of my long earrings.
My lighted island,
Winks at me from the colors of the bustling market,
I find it in the strong scent of fish,
In the muffled

Girl with a Pearl Earring

Whenever I stare at you, you also gaze. 
You have beautiful eyes; I'm amazed.
Words cannot convey the turban's grace, 
Its presence adds to your beauty's embrace.
 
Your bright face, your sparkling eyes, 
Your fancy pearl, your charming smiles
All are attractive, all are impressive, 
All are simple, all are amazing.

But, Maria, whispers linger,
 Making you seem

Girl with a pearl earring

I’m struck by the stark contrast
of her image
which leaps out
against a black background

Meeting the gaze
of her piercing blue eyes
I find her so beautiful
much more alluring than the Mona Lisa

A colourful teal and gold turban
hides her tresses
perhaps giving emphasis
to a solitary pearl earring
which skims the collar of her gown

Her enigmatic expression
hides a secret

Parted ruby red lips
are

Girl With Pearl Earring Johannes Vermeer

a look of love-
                        into eternity's mirror

Girl With a Pearl Earring

 GIRL WITH A PEARL EARRING 
by Johannes Vermeer

I am covered
In shades of light
An exotic dress
In gold and white
An oriental turban
In blue and gold 
And a pearl earring
That shimmers bold

Lips parted
As if to speak
Bright eyes turning
To take a peek
Who are you
Who capture me? 
A simple girl
I'm your tronie

In a fleeting moment
I turn my head
My eyes

A Lost Earring

Excerpt by : Kahlil Gibran 
And in the summer heat the reapers say, "We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair."

As the sun began to drop in the sky 
the angels fell forward to watch her sleep 
In her mind a cloud resided, a

A Lost Earring

Atop my mirrored dresser are earrings,
and many pretty pairs are on display
along with necklaces and other things.
I love my jewelry but oh, one day!

I saw a lovely pair had lost one mate!
Pure sapphire was the set. I almost cried
to see just one remained. What was the fate
of that lost gem? To look for it, I

A Lost Earring

Nobody knows I have it
But I know it’s still there
Your earring in my pocket
Let’s me pretend you care

You left it just the other night
I found it on the floor
Your earring in my pocket
Gives me hope that there is more

It’s just a little thing
It’s not part of the plan
With your earring in my pocket
For a moment

A Lost Earring

The husband said, “I must confess
	my car is a horrendous mess.”
	He knew his wife could not ignore
	health hazards. She would do this chore.
	
	She offered, “Take my car to work
	while I clean yours.” He wore a smirk
	as off he drove. I’ve got ‘er trained,
	he thought, and she has NOT complained!
	
	That night he found his car half-clean.
	He

Girl With a Pearl Earring

"Girl with a Pearl Earring" is an oil painting by Dutch Golden Age painter Johannes Vermeer, dated c. 1665. Going by various names over the centuries, it became known by its present title towards the end of the 20th century after the earring worn by the girl portrayed there. Wikipedia
Artist: Johannes Vermeer
Dimensions: 44 cm x

The Pearl Earring

Mesmerizing pearl
Exquisite timeless jewel
Balanced harmony
Enchanted luminescence
Canvas beauty for all time.



 Johannes Vermeer: The Girl With a Pearl Earring

Image by Robertwaghorn pixabay

Bad Start

bad start ~
engagement ring
lost at new year's ball

Girl With the Pearl Earring

That pensive look on her sweet face 
Just like a child of mine.
Her eyes seem to follow you with
Dominion that's divine.

Northwest light on soft blush hued cheeks
Her grey-green eyes lay bare
Perhaps a secret rendezvous 
In enigmatic stare.

Wet lips stained as if with cherries
Delft blue scarf hides her hair...
In penchant blossom of her youth
Portrait of beauty

The Earring

A hidden treasure
shiny and gold
underneath my pillow
almost a perfect circle
once hanging
from a lovely earlobe
on the gypsy lover
that came and went with the moon.

The wind has brought me
her name this morning
I recall the blue and gold scarf
that draped her shoulders
apple-blossom cheeks
bright red lips slightly apart
affection waiting to love
my gypsy lover with golden earring..

This symbol of such

Inspired By Johannes Vermeer's Girl With a Pearl Earring

I am a suitor sneaking upon her
or perhaps a light breeze upon her shoulder

exasperation or is it disappointment parts her lips,
simple indifference, unfulfilled hope?

turban undisturbed, 
in careful turn from light

would be I the target of her stare,
the reason for embalmment leap 

to me, to sit 
on this Mauritshus bench.


©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins

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