Mantilla Poems - Poems about Mantilla

...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 d......

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...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 ri......

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...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 ritua......

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...++ The Gathered Women, a short poem++ A Magnificence captures Us Unexpectedly We run off To hunt our mantillas From long ago youth To address And dress our heads In all felt humility ......

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...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 la......

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...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 ritua......

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...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 C......

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...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 colonn......

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...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 happe......

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... The Elysian Baby Feels Lament… for Katy Perry……with manifold marigold “feels” she lifts her sepals to show m......

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...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 ......

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...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......

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...Limerick : Once a Senorita from Sevilla Once a Senorita from Sevilla Took to hiding looks under mantilla Not unbeknown to her Sullen senior Senor Gazed but at her wide open Gran Via. © T. Wignesan ......

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...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 d......

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...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 lin......

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