Pygmalion Poems - Poems about Pygmalion

... Colour me perfect in green white and gold, A tricolour heart from the young to the old, A land of giants from the causeway to swift, A tongue silver sharp each Irishman's gift, Born with a......Read the rest...

... He had a Galatea named Deidre. His plastic inamorata. Considering his advanced age she was also his Lolita. Together, they canoodled in secret. Time passed, it began to dawn upon him, th......Read the rest...

...Absolute deafening silence... during and after a moderate snowfall today January 19th, 2024, within Southeastern Pennsylvania and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard, whereby blanket of whit......Read the rest...

...I’ve brewed so many potions still you are I’ve made elixirs from hydrogen to quiet you Nothing I do is a cure for my lonesome electron We all have a voice spinning around in our heads Are yours ......Read the rest...

...this may grab your goat frantically fell from a boat being in Shallotte in Shallotte climbed an oak branch that I know had been broke slipping in some yolk my wife was a wretch turned out ......Read the rest...

...Long had I felt insignificance, It felt almost as if I wasn’t there. Others would have clever remarks. And always something bright to say. I held myself back, afraid to speak. Always in the sha......Read the rest...

...THE SCULPTURE Dream girl carved by Pygmalion: Sculpture. He framed her face with charm of bright Moon light His painful passion brought pearly ......Read the rest...

...People often judge each other according to their speech. Your accent or your dialect it seems sometimes can breach, The barriers of some protocol causing them to question, The digits found in your......Read the rest...

...He had a Galatea named Deidre. His plastic inamorata. Considering his advanced age she was also his Lolita. Deidre and he would climax together. while he played his essential part. For a wh......Read the rest...

...As an aperitif to understand the essence of thought Blood of a young tortoise touched my lips Seldom as it is - pure ichor – I whisper’d in a trot Let me get drunk on it while deifying the lunar e......Read the rest...

...Rolling down the contours of Iberian Peninsula the picturesque highlands of lofty Andalusia fringe the landscape of the great plain of Spain, cradling the ancient cities of Madrid and Sego......Read the rest...

...This last day of February two thousand nineteen Southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania unlikely to be inundated with heavy snowy scene methinks buds will burst early issuing royal green car......Read the rest...

...In all honesty, I never learned your name. I didn’t need to; The look in your eyes is your name Like fireflies, they twinkle and glimmer your name A name I love saying The way you stare at m......Read the rest...

...The wind that bends the sticks and stems Sends a message that makes the lights grow dim I don't know when, but I will transcend This disaster and all its whims and trends After fomenting rebellio......Read the rest...

...In the library - for contest Books are the ever- burning lamps Of knowledge and wisdom.... It 's a well-established truth and I also nod in full agreement... But let me say this, I am not a n......Read the rest...