Pearl Poems - Poems about Pearl

there is a squirrel named Earl who came out of his nest in a burl it was said one day he went out to play and found something better than pearls ...

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In the deep silence of the evening, I remember her needs hidden like a pearl in the shell of time, the same as yours and mine, never forgotten, never postponed by the wind of oblivion, a dream that blooms like a flower of light at dawn, carrying promises of infinity and hope, a desk where ideas take wing...

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If Pearl misbehaves throws fits, rants and raves What of the parents who raise her If Johnny can’t read or do simple math What of his teachers who instruct him ...

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Written By: D. Collins 3/27/25 Find what comes easy and keep doing it. Move it to the top of your to-do list. Nourish it along with some passion and zest. Before long, you might rate as one of the best. Inject some soul into it and really cut loose. Let your talent bling like some spit-shined boots. Constantly polish that gift...

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Someone has said that every generation Has its golden lipstick era Philippines is not like that It's always beautiful and stunning A special beauty for all ages Glittering golden beaches Somewhere in every island corner Of thousands islets in the Philippines More so its unique lineage genealogy From the primitives to the occupants Conglomerating all races into one Making the brown...

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"You left footprints on my heart that can never be erased." - Unknown **************************************************************** ...

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I feel my skin opening, like an oyster revealing its fragile pearl, The sweet cocoon of sixteen years has cracked, releasing the sour butterflies of seventeen, "Sour" seems the right word, the natural opposite of the sweet dream that has shattered, I ponder this change as the February sunbeams seep into my soul, Flooding my beating heart with their...

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O lady, banish my monochrome days and weave your coppery threads into a dim red florescence of coyote words; There you stand draped in beige chiffon against the Tomistic piety of a striptease sea continuously playing with creamy pastels, O lady, gallantly unleash your plump cherubs and licentious cats with that Guerlain je-ne-sais-quoi witchery of your vanilla perfume darts; throw a rain-soaked dusty rose like...

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Papa Noël was afraid to pass through on Christmas Day In the streets of Port-au-Prince. Bullets were being fired in droves Sporadically, haphazardly. Many people were hiding under beds Naughty terrorists are like dogs, hyenas in vile forests or deadly wilderness They are everywhere with big machine guns which are not made in Haiti The lawless bandits or God-awful devils...

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Beowulf Excerpts anonymous Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 8th-10th century AD loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch LO, praise the prowess of the Spear-Danes whose clan-thanes ruled in days bygone, possessed of dauntless courage and valor. All have heard the honors the athelings won, of Scyld Scefing, scourge of rebellious tribes, wrecker of mead-benches, harrier of warriors, awer of earls. He had come from afar, first...

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Pearl is consider the color That connects sky and ocean Pearl believed to have the power To help the wearer fight The power of darkness Bringing a feeling of cheerfulness Comfort and happiness Reducing negative energy....

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Pearl Harbor Day was today feels like it’s gone away Emotions it once ignited no longer invited Determination it long ago steeled faded forever, without appeal ...

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Sunset smiles of a wild child Running barefoot through the Nile Not a care in the world not a fear Heart is a pearl of love and cheer...

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Novgorod’s primeval pearl, white circlet of the free Once lost and forgotten in the Kievan sea Veiled in millennium old shells, made from wax and birch Grave of pure souls liberated, cast from the church Of those forgotten who followed Father Alexandra Revered soldier of Christ, from the house of Laodicea Obedient, splitting the world into darkness and light Dedicated...

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5 I breathe your name in lilac-glazed hues, dazed in butterfly moon’s sighs, aching for stellar muse to tease and release celestial dust~ there the salt of the sea graces silver traces of the lunar skies. O precious pearl rose, unfurl restless colors of your midnight gold, for this nocturnal...

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