Pomp Poems - Poems about Pomp

lily of the valley divine cluster of bells charisma on a stem its perfume awakens nature and announces spring's long awaited homecoming posted on April 5, 2025...

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Lust, longing and greed ...

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The gates open as a large crowd starts rushing in A day of pomp and pageantry is about to begin It is the first Saturday in May at Churchill Downs home of the Kentucky Derby Top 3-year-olds from around the world circle the track in a frenzied hurry The jockeys with their colorful outfits mount their...

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The British royal family is front and center this weekend. How unusual is that? The empire may be gone, but it’s time to recall its ghost, dust it off and invoke the ancient spell of monarchy. A coronation, The original dog & pony show - God’s kingly sinecure. I can’t even remember the last one. You have...

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Happy Earth Day, PS... How the majestic spectacle of Nature is revealed At the end of a dull and gloomy day When the bullying, storm-foreboding clouds give way And allow the struggling, setting sun to gild, and flush, And glorify this tiny expanse of rocks and shrubbery With an awesome pomp and circumstance of color, And cast a mesmerizing spell that holds...

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Queen Elizabeth II is dead The whole world seems to be wailing, mourning All day and night long, from early morning To very late of the dead Of the night. The Queen’s pictures Are everywhere. Different features Of the deceased Queen are on All the channels. Once upon A time, there was a Queen Who lasted seventy years reigning Over many countries in the Caribbean In...

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I'm saving for the least important things and haven't got a clue While living for the things more shallow and hoping to find new I've taken more vacations now than any point of view and haven't got an inkling as to how I'm going to do I question why so many fight for what is best for you When peace means leaving things alone will never...

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No pomp we have enough pomps No ceremony i seem to be quite bletherie Which means i like to chat or at least con the verse T r i------------------------------P i love my wordsto pick wer-wantago ing D ----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- ---------------O ----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- ---------------W ----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- ---------------N p.............................ped U ????v?? ni ?nil ???l ??? ??o?w I I wrote the last line in Reversed creation...

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I remember the grand parades Memorial and Independence Day All their pomp and pageantry Many faded jeans ago, so far away Our boys in uniform we'd be saluting For the good ole USA we'd be rooting Now it's political rancor at barbeques ~ From either end we're tooting...

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A chapter ends in cap and gown. What lies ahead? Turn the page and write....

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I shall not envy the upstart's polished gait, Or wish myself as old knights in diamonds Hued to bamboozle familiar souls and eye, Flattered by aping pals and ersatz blondes. For swanky gait soon in quiet slumbers lies In darkest gloom beyond men's urging eyes; Where kowtowing lip trills no ego-oiling tune To laud vain legs that all...

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Lets get personal the people portrayed in the verse are real but the actors are imaginary The words i uttered to my bride to be as embarrassed by the pomp she floated towards me You smell and before the frown had crowned Beautiful and in that single smile happiness was born...

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BELOVED MIGHT YOU MARRY ME THAT WE SHALL SPEND OUR DAYS ...

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Dark clouds overhead wind whipping the summer green... thunderstorm arrives....

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Often, people think themselves as objects like remodeled decor hyped for exhibition... they wear glittered masks and live in the affirmation of others through false pride, consumed by society's materialistic demands. I notice pretentious vogue glossed with aging skin : and when compelled to be like them— ballroom furniture and power- hungry clowns-- I awaken my inner child, lithesome and more...

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