Ella Poems - Poems about Ella

Whispers through her eyes Often gazes the skimmers in twilight More overly, more mesmerized as her heart was in delight She cupped the melodies, through the true sights All what she whispered, all what the heart hides the beautious bell, the nightingale dwells in ride the classiness she carried through the presence She softly bamboozled Wrath with inner elegance the spring...

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I am from glass globes of roses, from Gardenias and Gerbers. I am from dust floating in the air, caught in winter sun. I am from lilacs that can't be contained, whose fragrance colours early spring. I'm from toilet paper tubes and marbles, from King's Daughters and Mayflowers. I am from a pinch of salt, pull your weight and no one wants to hear you...

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Ella peripherals the scene, instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.) An onlooker, a poor dead-wood, looks, to be particle_lurely bored. Then another quip came to her as she forbodingly tied a not in...

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O, I see you're coming back to Ella of the Cedar's Tale, more and amore, as she gets between your skin, like a beetle at bore. Lang-wishing, fang-wishing her wiggle, at open door stairs case on...

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Wood Nymph, wraps white gossamer legs in hello, as branch shakes in obvious "ka_ching"! 'Oh wait till you see what she does next", tattles the tree, in an excited and mischievous foreboding. Itself, a Familiar...

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"You gave her heart, you gave her your breathe; A loving family, she was my sis; We miss you Moore; You speech was golden; You heart did help; We miss you so, Passion chosen glorious You are your Father's Child, Daughter you rise; Gone back home forth eternity long; We will see you on thee O' by N by for sure; We miss you so We...

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E - xquisite beauty like a precious stone, L - ike lilac blue and light pink diamond, L - aced with platinum and gold ribbon, A - mbering my pensive horizon. September 4, 2022...

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So this is death again; he comes around too often of late by far! Disturbing our positioning, meddling with the dials, blotting out our brightest star. How will we find our way? hands fumble along a wall, looking for...

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Cute smiles of angelic beings Dimples running deep like the hollow of a hole Laughter running wide like the width of the sea Softly tendered covering of sweet sensation My baby my heartbeat You're born of a king so you're my Sarah Princess with no blemish of even an inch The jewel of my soul, made out from my ribs Purest of heart...

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We were told many times I could never conceive, such heartbreaking news we couldn’t believe. In tears I wept for days, for I longed for a child, a little girl or boy to hold so tender and mild. May 24th, 2005, I got good news of reprieve. I was expecting a baby to care for and...

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She was a miracle conceived out of sweet adoration, I’ve always been grateful for her God-given creation. No comparison is she to other children I know, admiring her strength and watching her grow. When she lost her auntie, she was filled with woe. A perfect beauty mark right above her right cheek, it makes her...

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Come to me my Ella. Come as you are. Naked. With your flaws. Leave your pain, worry and shame behind. Let us fly above the hills and mountains. Beyond the seven seas. To a plane far, far beyond pain, where no man can reach. And there we shall get lost in our fluids...

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There’s something about my love for my daughter, maybe it’s all the lessons I have taught her. Her bubbly smiles and ways only youth can display, her growing independence, she’s too old to play. Yes, there have been many times I have fought her, but she shines like the constellations in array. The angels danced when...

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I’m from the piano in my living room, from the music and melody. I’m from the old, shabby couches, (Placed proportionally, opposite side from the TV) I’m from the mirror, the clear reflection whose face I remember staring at in the morning. I’m from the mud under the cemented ground in the yard, (Brown, lumpy filled with the elements of Earth) I am from the...

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Ella focuses her soft eyes Raises her paw and delivers 3 sighs She circles once then once more Climbs upon my chest and begins to snore I stroke her head and tickle her ear She coos then sets her purr box in gear A rescued life has been left in my care And together we make quite a pair...

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