Moroccan Poems - Poems about Moroccan

...Working in a bookstore it’s easy to identify…. which books will bring a smile to the face…which ones bring a teardrop to the eye But every now and then…I see someone’s reaction…I see how they’re ......Read the rest...

...A chef gave Dad a gift he’ll never use, a cookbook full of gourmet recipes. Some call for twenty-plus ingredients. Dad knows, for these, prep time won’t be a breeze. If Dad’s to dine on chicken......Read the rest...

...I've dreamed of something special for quite some time, a vacation I've envisioned that would be simply sublime. I'll be leaving from Miami on a round-the-world cruise and I reserved a balcony room......Read the rest...

...Tell her you saw me ... Tell her I was out on the bluff at the Cape during a gale, much too close to the rocks. Tell her the surf was tormenting the ledges, its roar far too loud for me to hear......Read the rest...

...Boot Black Parlor; hats are cleaned, for ladies and the gents, Boot Black Parlor; hats are cleaned, for ladies and the gents, Cigars and cigarettes are sold, My legacies to you. Union avenue; m......Read the rest...

...there is a brothel there down the street, built like a palace three stories high, hear anklets jingle on dancing feet, with singing and drums as you pass by. I have chanced within once ......Read the rest...

...Poetry reading in Paris Paris, six or seven years ago I was invited to read my poems in front of an audience At the time I wrote many pro-Palestinians poems and I had nothing good to say about ......Read the rest...

...We the People Will disagree On taxation and prosperity On liberty and duty We the People Are every color of Christianity Every Jewish prayer, every song of Islam The puritans, the atheists a......Read the rest...

...I found comfort in hope, a raw reality in regret. And lost my way in the game of life, all my chips in on a bet. I stared at an amaranthine desert that stretched out to the sky, and so I traveled f......Read the rest...

... .........The Belly Dancer......... Stood beside her teacher on the stage. Young, brunette. Hip hugger magenta jeans and a short bandana shoulder less top... Her young heart leapt......Read the rest...

...A dream wondrous mystical drifting desert breeze dancing veils of silk whisper grace a touch of the divine from the heart of Morocco haunting music for the soul from ages reminiscent of dista......Read the rest...

...PoetrySoup may need to re-think how it allows writers to act as unelected Tyrant of POETRY here. July Morning reads one item, & wants to dictate how I may think, write, worship .... Are we becoming o......Read the rest...

...Accidently in Paris From the bus station in Paris, I was taking a taxi to a posh part of Paris, the driver a Moroccan didn`t know the way, but I had a map he could not read, so I navigated, fi......Read the rest...

...Look how they fall like angels to the earth! But no soft landing down amongst those rocks. Those devils on the bridge with gleeful mirth Terrorised the townsfolk as wolves do flocks Of sheep at l......Read the rest...

...Velcro ripped and soda fizz Velvet crushed Moroccan night Nocturnal buterflies those flickering fireflies Our winking spies like circling satelites Coming together , we fissures of light Delicio......Read the rest...