Olives Poems - Poems about Olives

...This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break. Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a gall......Read the rest...

...Inked Confession Innocence stolen Defending my elders extremism Fields of olives, roots never sowed by me Dagger dripping red Inch by inch the watermelons are mine Dancing in glee, I bury......Read the rest...

...In shot snap seconds, everything changed. The horror was sudden - a shatter-shower of bullets bouncing off rock. The picnic I'd laid so carefully blew apart - black olives tossed into the air l......Read the rest...

... Walking toward His grave, the cool air nipping at my nape on this chilly Nisan morning, feeling disconsolate. The sun has just risen over the Mount of Olives, while the magnificent temple basks in ......Read the rest...

...John 11:25-26—"Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Bel......Read the rest...

...An Anthem of Spring Evelyn Pearl Anderson The third month of the year Visions of snow leaving Green colors coming on trees; Springtime begins blooming Giving meaning to the word “spring” ......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

...An Anthem of Spring Evelyn Pearl Anderson The third month of the year Visions of snow leaving Green colors coming on trees; Springtime begins blooming Giving meaning to the word “spring” ......Read the rest...

...I’ve heard it said we should have five a day If healthy is how we desire to stay I’ve planned my diet and so I can say I’ll get five a day and I’ll be okay I’ve ordered a cocktail with cher......Read the rest...

...It feels like winter is running up my spine sending a message that is divine, I can feel that tender touch when eyes meet eyes in the morning rush, and the music come alive drenching my bones wit......Read the rest...

...Hello, my name is Seth and I'm from Brooklyn, I've come to pluck your olives harsh and crude, and with forced barrels of my gun rude, shatter your dream of statehood, before the CNN crowd. Weep ......Read the rest...

...You already saw them.. They call themselve leaders... In this G... something, Talking about a thing... They call it : Peace! In their luxurious salons, Behind them are... paintings, Doves, ......Read the rest...

...she babbled over the gosip. citing what she thought was fair. She mentioned people she knew and some she didn't know. And emsized who didn't care if they cared they'd be here helping wiff the pie......Read the rest...

...I rode up the mountain on the back of an ant on my way to see Nicorates he wanted to read my poetry and now when I think of those times lounging in dishes of olives the degree of that mountain ......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......Read the rest...