Long Mantilla Poems
Long Mantilla Poems. Below are the most popular long Mantilla by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Mantilla poems by poem length and keyword.
The Elysian Baby Feels Lament
The Elysian Baby Feels Lament…
for Katy Perry……with manifold marigold “feels”
...
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Categories:
mantilla, adventure, angel, appreciation, art, baby, beautiful, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
If Ever I Had a Country: Lxxvii
IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY - LXXVII
IF ever I had a country proud of its wall-less porous boundary
And if ever by no mistake of the Supreme High Command of the International Militaro-Business Conspiracy I...
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Categories:
mantilla, america, drug, humor, immigration, patriotic, satire,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
These Empty Hands
I have been told that I need to grow up,
The bulletin just arrived on my desk that
I have issues manifold,
To share this drink an ineffectual cup,
Perceant words heard before hope's sliver of a door closed...
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Categories:
mantilla, sadwords,
Form:
Rhyme
Journey - 1995
JOURNEY- 1995
Weren’t we hauling ass?
The sheep, the olive trees, sentinel windmills,
the woodlands and fields, the rivers, the creeks,
the undulating topography like the musical score
of a landscape melody riding on the rhythms of
a percussion ensemble of...
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Categories:
mantilla, friendship, journey,
Form:
Free verse
Slum
My manuscripts are hers.
I find no solace in puddles,
no security in single, silver spoons.
She is there, always.
My breath is not safe.
Her ghosts floats out in puffs,
that so go to the very...
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Categories:
mantilla, anxiety, growing up, imagery, memory,
Form:
I do not know?
In Old California 20
Good Father Saez was right about the rain.
It didn't beat against the wooden door.
Without the rain their carriage they could gain,
and Jose made his way down tiled brown floor
to seek the colonnade and stay not...
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Categories:
mantilla, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
Torn Stocking Tango
They struggle with a violent grace,
the bawdy cries of a bandoneon,
the open gash of her torn stocking.
They both understand
that naked desires come last,
first there is this ceremony,
the ritual goading
white flesh and dark shadows
must be rubbed
with...
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Categories:
mantilla, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Torn Stocking Tango
They struggle with a violent grace,
the bawdy cries of a bandoneon,
the open gash of her torn stocking.
They both understand
that naked hopes come last,
first there is this ceremony
the ritual goading
white flesh and dark shadows
must be rubbed
with...
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Categories:
mantilla, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Torn Stocking
They struggle with a violent grace,
the bawdy cries of a bandoneon,
the open gash of her torn stocking.
They both understand
that naked hopes come last,
first there is this ceremony
the ritual goading
white flesh and dark shadows
must be rubbed
with...
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Categories:
mantilla, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Limerick Crochetes: Once Our Senorita From Sevilla
Limerick crochetés: Once our Señorita from Sevilla – XV
Once our Señorita from Sevilla
Came to Paris on a flotilla
She stepped out on high deck
Slipped and twisted her neck
Guess what happened to her mantilla
She stood under five...
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Categories:
mantilla, drink, fun, humor, natural disasters,
Form:
Limerick
Limerick Croises: Once Our 'Rita Jumped Into Sea Anne-Anne - 14
Limerick croises : Once our ‘Rita jumped into Sea Anne-Anne – 14
Once our ‘Rita jumped into Sea Anne-Anne
Sirens howled « panic stations » refrain
One Valhalla Rani
Offered her much money
For a shot sans mantilla – in...
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Categories:
mantilla, spanish, woman,
Form:
Limerick
Sedulous Priorities
Specially caught shells and pearls,
still lace is woven with worn fingers.
The anointed ten, working together,
crochet a web of intricate design.
Shells on the sandy shelf satisfy,
but doilies and tablecloths linger.
For long in darkness and flickering,
scented candles...
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Categories:
mantilla, beauty, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Sunday Service
Her dark eyes, sultry and steamy
Flashed a sideward’s glance
From beneath the black lace of her Mantilla
He gave her a browse
A more appraising look altogether
Her eyes flashed up again
A lingering languid glance
Which spoke of...
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Categories:
mantilla, love
Form:
Free verse