Rebecca Poems - Poems about Rebecca

Rebecca of Sunnybrook farm was a book and a movie in the thirties Way back in the day, actually past my day, into my mother’s day. If you do not know who Shirley Temple is, please look her up. She played Rebecca, and she was the epitome of a sunshine girl....

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Drizzling drippy dismal draining dour day Somber, sad, slick, sloshy, slippery shoes My mood morose, melancholy, miniscule. Until I saw Rebecca with her rainbow umbrella. She was marching in the rain, leaving a trail of joy Slap Slip Slap Slap Sip Slap A happy cadence An excited, enthusiastic trail of rainbow tail followed her Snaking around the streets in a heroically happy...

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The Veiled Rebecca The neoclassical Italian sculptor Giovani Belzoni created The Veiled Rebecca in 1863. It depicts the biblical character Rebecca, wife of Isaac (son of Abraham ) who veiled herself on meeting her future husband .The artistry and high level of skill of the sculptor is evident in the establishment of stone as a...

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She is a haunted ship, The Rebecca, that is! Let me tell you of her encounter with the greatest cambion, You may know him, Hellboy; our predetermined champion. It all started when he was heading out to sea, Through a ship graveyard of vessels withering. The apparitional crew of the Rebecca saw him rowing in his boat, And captured Hellboy, tying him...

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Rebecca Daughter of The King. Your namesake blessed a nation, be proud. You began life, ahead of most. Already you were glorified, held high by your parents. Don’t let any take you down, as they are all less than you. Rebecca, sweet and kind, ever a prayer, your name upon it. Be strong my friend, be...

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She was very young when she was shot by Robert John Bardo. She starred in 'One Life To Live' and 'My Sister Sam' over 30 years ago. Bardo had stalked Rebecca for three years and tragically ended her life with a gun. Fans were forced to say goodbye to this great actress who died at the age of...

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Rebecca a 1940 psychological thriller film, Except the Rebecca is no superstar; A lady she is there’s no doubt about it, Ensured they told me, she is from a fantasy world. Cause I don’t know anyone with that name except the Bible; Can I maybe meet a Rebecca that will make me happy? After all, Rebecca is only another name which...

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Years of loneliness; She hast lived a life of no aspiration Everyday yearning for closure at the next station Dreaming everyday of the hopelessness cure My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her She reaps the suffering and lots of pain Not finding her one true love from Moscow to Maine Praying everyday with such intensity; such words of...

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On this Friday Morning, I send my second letter to you My heart feels warm and affectionate; not at all any blue I am scared and nervous hoping you do not say to me Adieu Hear Ye Princess Rebecca, My Second Love Letter To You I jog to Starbucks, secretly handing my letter Sharing my deep heartfelt feelings, I do...

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Princess Rebecca, Princess Rebecca, Will she ever date me No need to speak French fluently; just say Oui, Oui I fear thy will say No, No; please do not make me beg and plea I Want To Date Rebecca, How Shall I Ask Thee Our date is nothing too fancy; just simple and very merry I shall read her romantic...

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Life of loneliness; life all full of pain No fine man notices me; they all abstain I feel invisible from NYC to Ukraine Cry, My Beloved Rebecca I yearn to be found by my Knight In Shining Armour He is a real Don Juan; a true romantic charmer He is a protector; he never will harm her Cry, My Beloved Rebecca I date...

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O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting I am so nervous to ask her out; just procrastinating Sitting here sipping my daily Teavana Earl Grey Tea I daydream of her one day in my arms; to be unshackled and free O Rebecca, O Rebecca Thy Starbucks Princess Is Waiting I fear her saying no to me; It would...

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Her Natural Beauty can heal any concussion I swear she is descended from beauty queens of Prussian I imagine her soft tambourine voice as a beautiful percussion Rebecca, My Match Made In Heaven Belarussian The faint but serene sound of her voice Her beautiful sounds belong in a choir It savages a wild animal to be merry and rejoice Her tone will...

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Walking into the strong coffee fragrant Starbucks cafe On this cool, brisk September day My eye catches a tall and slender blonde barista I slowly got out of my daze, but I was not in a siesta She is a Female ADONIS, very tall and slender Watching her make a cafe latte with a blender I do not bother her at...

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Your Beauty glows like an apple, Blossoms as sweet as the rose in the purest hope of Spring. My yearning heart rises to your violin voice and leaps like a wolf at the soft whisper of your name, Rebecca. The evening ascends on a great vulture wing. I am calmed by you glowing smile that I carry into the...

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