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Seville Poems - Poems about Seville


Saffa Jaffas spill like Seville
If you don’t play the big three There’s no way You should be seen In the final of the WTC That’s what’s been heard Mean baggie greens Have a word Indians chagrin din Simply absurd Stokes bespoke blokes Don’t give a monkeys Run rates slate.. hate Not WTC junkies Ignore the pundits in their pulpits Cryptic critics..cynics clinics Ridicule the cruel schedule South Africa aren’t the culprits ICC flunkies & WTC just...

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Categories: seville, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Consecration, the Sun Bleeds over Seville
The beast Alhambra roared a violent psalm Vile conversos horrid moriscos, the heretic herds A spear thrust into our sun’s martyred ribs Held in hateful grips the yellow warblers dripped in crimson sheen Flying like Michael the vengeful vassal of Aragon’s decree “O Torquemada Hark the righteous call King of Suprema Execute them all!” Cold unfeeling wretch, the flesh guillotine Teeth clicking sparks lit endless pyres Three made Seville weep at the sight of...

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Categories: seville, christian, history, horror, islamic,
Form: Rhyme



The Trickster of Seville
Trying too hard to appear he’s not trying Saying too much without saying a thing Shapeshifting lover the fire his mistress Locked in an image —whose essence is damned (The New Room: June, 2023)...

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Categories: seville, lust,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Essence of Seville In Spring
A picture I’ve saved shows a suave Spaniard on a horse. Dressed in a matador’s jacket, he’s turned to the crowd, smiling. Behind him, sitting sideways is a woman, dark hair pulled back, earrings dangling, wearing a long pink ruffled dress. She gazes happily at the man with fondness. Quietly stunning, the pair seems used to attention. They pose as I capture with my small camera. ....

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Categories: seville, romance, spanish,
Form: Etheree
The Barber of Seville
Today, I chose to shave my head, by a shaky hand I was led, I tried to glide the razor, cut me quick like a laser... "Emergency room!" Enough said?...

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Categories: seville, humorous,
Form: Limerick




Book: Reflection on the Important Things