Happy Kyrielle Poems

We’re at the beach where seagulls soar.
All nature and sun’s warmth bring bliss.
I hear soft waves that lap the shore.
Sweet music to my ears is...

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A kind soul, with a winsome ‘hi’
Oh, my, what a sensitive guy!
Totally see you loud and clear,
Dancing into my future, Dear.

Passionate man, who wears his...

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Fortune teller with beautiful face
Opened her wagon, a gorgeous place
Light and lithe, mysterious and lean,
She was the glorious gypsy queen.

I sat in awe of the...

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I have to believe that one day, 
I’ll be with you, happy and free.
So trust in me, Dear, when I say
together, at long last, we’ll...

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When I was young and in my prime
I was just an ugly duckling.
I'd stay at home and spend my time
With poetry and my sewing.

Hours were...

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Each year is born like the bright berry from naked thorn
Take steps back, assess the old, and be grateful to new morn
He who breaks a...

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Her tired old eyes lit up bright.
A thankful tear, she could not hide.
A sweet aroma fills her nose;
because he gave a single rose.

Confined to this...

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Out of my league, that's how you are
Still my foolish heart saw you a par
To your proposed love, I did not refrain
I will be happier,...

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"Alas! The lessening light, the worsening my plight-
My face- a somber expression..." excerpt  from 
*a poem by Just That Archaic Poet


The summer of my...

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When your world makes 
my soul worry
and you would not say I'm 
sorry
it is a sign this date will 
die... 
I will be glad to...

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In this season of the year, I’m still so sad and lonely,
As I sit on your lap, please listen to all my wishes lovingly;
May you...

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     "Christmas Spirit"
(Christmas Day in Italian Culture)



as a snowy blanket of white caresses in Winter's glow
and frosty icicles kiss windowpanes in...

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With squeals of delight and shouts of pure glee
Rough-housing beneath that droopy pine tree
Daddy feigns mad but we know he is bluffing
Christmas was poor but...

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Poetry Soup, I now confess,
Passing would bring me misery
That thought I surely should repress!
O God, be merciful to me.

Lost place to care, lost place to...

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Love me tender and my teenage dream  
where is he now what has he seen
That insects a buzzing at my window grill
He saw me...

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