Gloria Poems - Poems about Gloria

Gloria Dubbins - not much of a name, but trust me on my judgment, gentle reader; in terms of Beauty, she was Hall of Fame. We’re talking – let’s see – nineteen seventy-two, but I’m the keeper of the Gloria Flame, and still to me she’s better, and more true, than all your Taylor Swifts or Amber Heards. She did the things...

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Gloria Gee was driving her dragon Mars home in style. They were be there in little over a quarter mile. She had painted her pick-up truck with hearts and stars. How do you like it? She asked her new pet, Mars. Mars had never seen a pick-up truck before. I guess it is marvelous he said, hanging out the door. He...

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Feathers sparkled lustrous leaves crowded in a blisterful branch glazed pink lusted sprinkling waves smothered a idyllic luxury Blizzard armies of service strategically polished in sparkling sparkle polish for a whispered gloria held sacredly Born in lacy recklessness with scarlet lolita cuffs rubbed with glory in gold cloth received veil covered rewards to become pathetic entitled portraits painted of idle idols titled lousy loftiness...

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Gloria, generous Geisha kitty was taught to be demure She was not a whiner, barely issued whimper or purr Wore flowers in her hair, her room was subtly perfumed She held court in there, teaching tricks to those about to be groomed She taught me too, granddaddy told his young grandson Might. She’s rather long in the teeth now, though,...

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More Horn Haiku had been wearing broach while horses did pull a coach winter would approach way we like to live should always be positive ourselves to God give How is this for more of my Horn Haiku. Just saw Pike Place Market and Borchart Gardens in commercials. Write some poems about Vancouver and Victoria. would see Gloria entering euphoria while in Victoria James Thesarious Hilarious Horn (Thomas)...

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Gloria in Eggshellsis By Mark Stucky Will my shell crack open from external stresses? Will my soul ooze out to sizzle over fire. Will my soul simply rot inside my shell, forgotten and leaving inside a core of putrid mess? Will my soul hatch through my shell, transforming and breaking through into a joyfully chirping new life? My soul has sizzled at times, burned by flames of...

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Gloria Gupta's garbage bin Has got all sort of trash within: A starched piece of mouldy bread, A broken doll without a head. Three empty cans of soya beans, Uncle Jimmy's old torn jeans. Papers, documents that don't work, Spoons and old dishes and forks. Used out pens, money clips, Broken lunch packs and bags of chips. Bones and food that's began stinking... I wonder what...

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A Sonnet For Gloria My mother’s eyes of ebony, sparkling stars Carefully, she paints her lips' gypsy red A cascade of flowing ringlets, her hair shines from afar Muscatels quaint flowers, she wore on her head Her costume; polka-dot, red and white To have spent more time with dance, her regrets Her smell unique, perfume is there more delight? With my small hands...

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TRANSIT GLORIA turning surreal blooming   imaginative yet vintage & compelling in loftiness an influx of euphoria triumphal   yet unbowed such contemporary polemics in joyful shrieks an embellishment to  reward & reinvigorates yet a contentious dream   obscure & curious in an endless procession THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input...

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“Soli Deo Gloria*” --- we testify God Almighty our praises magnify Midst His mercy and truth that sanctify Since He by His pardon does purify. “Glory to God** alone” is our faith’s goal In ministering with servanthood role Fulfilling the best along kindness’ pole Helping build lives, or making someone whole. God deserves glory for our gratefulness Thanking His compassionate graciousness Granting...

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A well-known stud in Peoria Brought lots of women euphoria But married rather well, After casting his spell A gal he fondly called Gloria. Written January 27, 2022...

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Maybe twice is not good enough For even eagles have to learn to soar And if this piece is not good enough Grapes are good although their taste is sour Meeting you was such an amazing grace It was, it is and forever would be So gracious it was to first see your face And hear words from your dear majesty It was...

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AUNT GLORIA Lovely, ...

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Gloria of sunshine rays For your words and kindness have shown upon me Blessed Almighty that you were there my Fair wind Guidance True Northern star Bye and bye here we are Twilight and recollection My heart is filled by your reflection Eclectic are those memories Faded and gone but live on yet Works and deeds the soul proceeds Emptiness to enlightenment...

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Gloria I have always been a lover of art, So much that I did no harm to any human, Feared all creation as sacred creatures, That wait only to shout to God, Gloria! Gloria to Shembe! Gloria to Shembe! Through the windows of my soul, I think what I see is the beginning of my End. Every breath I take could have...

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