Marina Poems - Poems about Marina

Marina, Motherina, Baba, Mum! Reflect upon what your life has become: Born in Harbin to refugee Russians, Tossed out by Mao, with mild repercussions. Aussie girl, country girl, raised by grandmas, And grandpa and parents (both pains in her ****). Small...Read the rest...

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San Francisco Jazz Afternoons Carries me back to those special Sunday afternoons with you. The...Read the rest...

Ah, my Marina Queen! You, who reigns over the Marina with grass so tantalizing, so verdantly green. Holding costly homes that gaze over the San Francisco Bay, I adored the music of fog horns, and could listen to them hight...Read the rest...

I Know The Truth by Marina Tsvetaeva loose translation by Michael R. Burch I know the truth?abandon lesser truths! There's no need for anyone living to struggle! See? Evening falls, night quickly descends! So why the useless disputes?generals, poets, lovers? The wind...Read the rest...

in the name of living art pushing the limits risking it all i put myself out teetering on every ledge i stand where everyone can see my nakedness flaunted as body art i dare to expose my vulnerability my passion lusts...Read the rest...

meow meow meet ginger tabby she's the shy, timid one watching from 'cross the street meow meow meet frisky calico he's the mischievous one who paws at your feet meow meow meet fluffy siamese she's the glutton waiting for a treat meow meow meet hairless egyptian she's...Read the rest...

I Walked An Hundred, Hundred-Thousand Steps, To give you the good-bye I could not speak. Atop the Great Wall, you and I, Opposites, Ascending and Descending, For six-thousand-five-hundred-and-eighty-five miles (and a half)… Have met To say Good-Bye, But I could not speak it, And...Read the rest...

MARINA ABRAMOVIC---I AM STRIVING TO LOOK INTO YOUR SOUL I’m in, I’m there let yourself go; I AM STRIVING TO LOOK INTO YOUR SOUL Each of us, look at us; I see; Sit down before I look at you blink twice; I...Read the rest...

They sit, seldom still, naked yet not silent - beckoning, like a wind chime concert of tapping halyards, wave slapped hulls and groaning lines where freedom hints to their captains, "To sea, to sea"....Read the rest...

My dream of yesterday I'm calling under caress of a plush plaid, What was that? And who won? Who's falling? Who was defeated? What is bad? I think again, I change my thinking, Anew I feel the sweetest pain, Say, was...Read the rest...

Look like a guy but I think like a girl So ladylike, it makes people hurl Easy to be sleazy when they've got filthy minds We stick to stereoides, chicks are not blinds Guys are not meant to be...Read the rest...

"ode to Marina" as its been awhile I thought of saying hello and reminisce of how it all began years ago filling in for a coworker who would later fill in for me you placed a call such...Read the rest...

I like that you are ill, but not by me, I like that I'm not drowned within your fever, that heavy sphere of earth will never be ran out under the feet of us like river. I like,...Read the rest...

the Storm rages in your hair made of sand and lovely gold dust, crabs and camellia surge on, delicate you're born like this the Storm rages over the contours of your body suchlike swallow's made of amber and pearliness and quicksilver tinge now...Read the rest...