Julia Poems - Poems about Julia

Julia

Your smile is three times,
The circle of the earth, 
It’s sweeter than a California orange
Offered at noon twelve, outside the table,
Your smile refreshes me
As the source of sin,
He makes up a reason,
To live like a lizard
Caught by the sun,
To give answers
To all your questions,  
Your eyes also circle the earth three times.


Ton sourire fait

Goodbye Julia

As we run to the end of time 
And pace to have memories as treasures
I need you to know that letting go is a painful beauty
But i have to be bold and brave

From an ebony in pink and black
You became my unborn daughter
Your desire started it but your heart made it so
And now you gotta

Goodbye Julia

As we run to the end of time 
And pace to have memories as treasures
I need you to know that letting go is a painful beauty
But i have to be bold and brave

From an ebony in pink and black
You became my unborn daughter
Your desire started it but your heart made it so
And now you gotta

My Precious Granddaughter Julia

My Precious Granddaughter, Julia

My how time has flown and
here you are a woman that has grown, 
into a blessed and useful vessel
that the Lord, Himself has chosen to be known.

What an overcomer you, Julia
have become, 
things the enemy tried to stop you with 
the Lord has ordered your steps and there is
so much more to

Julia

my unbalanced life transits
unbalanced with nostalgia
because of a woman whose
name is Julia...

Julia Ward H W Longfellow Deeds Poetry Contest

Longfellow Deeds
From
Winchestertonfieldville
Iowa
Wrote throw away poems for Hallmark Cards
In search of laughs

But H.W. Longfellow
Spoke in linguistic Espagna
Of his body craving Sergovia
And of a soul forged in Madrid
Set to a soundtrack of Castanet 

An inquisition of state
Lapping at the beating shores of the Mediterranean
Searching for a New World to Tame
Crossing the Shipping Lanes of Atlantis

The Heroin is

The Dancing Moon and the Golden Waters

Of Dancing Moons and Golden Waters


Of our town, little is spoken,
ours is, after all, a small hamlet
with nothing we can boast of
but a small lake, in the midst of our houses of clay
and muddy paths, yet unlike us
this lake is rich, unlike us,
this lake is most gracious, most pure. 
At day, when the regular Sun

Soul of Julia

SOUL OF JULIA

By the golden bough I watch, Julia,
through the winds of darkness.
You touch the golden leaves with your strange smile.
Where do your thoughts drift on this winter's night?
To the dark forest where there is no one to listen
but the wistful stars.
They make a magic of the thoughts you leave unsaid.
Your words with fear remain

Seahorses For Julia Ward's Contest

Seahorses.
Who needs them?
Who wants them?
For what?
Really?

Seahorses look like the small letter q, inverted.
No other animals can do that backward tail curve,
Except the husky dogs.
These strange little sea urchins should have
Been named Bug-eyers.
Or Question floaters
Or  Inverted Sea Q’s.

They do not look like horses to me,
No expert really, since I have only fallen
Off of two of

Pink Tears of Julia

can I have a silent treatment? 
where no soul will hear my screams and lament? 
it's shameful.. I can't even raise my head up. I can't bear to watch the sun blind me. 

it's been two years, not even a feel of the breeze that comes freely did I receive. 
why? because he chained me
he

Julia Barnard

Sofia’s love was like a viking as she tore apart
       She grappled with her demons as she swept each basking heart
A gangster fairy tale betrothed upon her arm 
      A fleeting evening and a trip out of the dark 
 Four hundred dollar bills

For Robert Herrick--And Julia

This is a parody of a poem displayed in my notes.


There she goes, his paramour,
Clad (of course) in silk-du-jour,
Jiggling from head to floor
As though he’d never seen her before!

When he steals another glance,
How drastically she’s changed her stance:
The silk is now remember-ance
As will soon become his pants.

Epitaph For Julia Wangama

Silence.
Let us remember Julia

Thank you for coming to be with us
Dear Sis, a succulent bud that decorated
our family tree for barely two decades

We cherish the thoughts we have of you
Conversations we shared
Unfinished meals in big plates
Energy to skip a rope all day long

Now, your young yet grey grave
is out there in the lonely yard
provoking sullen

Julia Stretching Across the World

Julia's that special someone 
who comes into your life
Besides a thrilling poet
she's a mother and a wife

First you don't understand
exactly what she means 
but later on you grasp
Julia's more than she seems

She isn't argumentative
uncaring or aloof
just takes a little time 
and knowing her is proof


I'm glad that I met Julia
and she's my facebook friend
A special

Julia Roberts

Julia Roberts


I worship you.
Your beauty is divine.
Simply unbelievable;
You are the fruit of Eden’s vine.


The one who could love;
The one who could be.
The one who could be worshipped,
For eternity by me.


Not just a woman,
Much more; that’s for certain.
You make my heart purr like a tiger.
I kneel before you.  I give in.


Your beauty is blinding me,
It’s

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