Short Cleopatra Poems
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Egyptian heroine
Beautifully clean
Intellectually acumen
Envied by many women
Loved gem exquisite emerald green
Mark Anthony's lovely queen.
I once had a wife named Cleopatra
Who expected me to perform some abracadabra
My body is old
But I became bold
So I went off to the drug store for some viagra
I had to pick a form that starts with “I”
'cause Isis has come home to live with me.
It's not so much for me to wonder why
as just accept the way things want to be.
A funny little observation
from my garden
the Indian Myna birds
Walk Like An Egyptian
as they
bob and strut
like a Pharaoh
have the look
down pat
even to the Cleopatra eyes.
The Nile was serene
its riverbank green
Cleopatra the Queen
supervised poverty obscene
Ancient Egypt's glory?
'twas short, brutish and mean
for builders of pyramids
worn out at eighteen
Kiss you like a flower
Hold you like the world
Love you like no tomorrow
If you be my Queen of the Nile
Rich brown caramel skin
Hair glows like fire in the wind
You and I shall rule the world
Lord, send thee a Cleopatra woman
Cleopatra, the last Pharaoh of Egypt,
could have had Caesar or Anthony as a co-regent,
but rather than putting such power in either man's grasp,
she put leadership decisions in the path of an asp.
Watch out for betrayers, the knowing handmaiden said.
Cleopatra took the apple, not realizing she would soon be dead.
The asp was hidden well, same color green as the apple’s stem.
The handmaiden was tossed into the tomb, her fate totally grim.
Wrap me in a rug Cleopatra said.
Take me to Caesar or I’ll have your head.
Sneaked her past the army with lots of dread.
Just so she could share Julius Caesar’s bed.
And did she pay us any kind of token or bread?
I guess it’s okay as they eventually wed.
Cleopatra, Queen of the Nile
Lived and reigned Egypt style.
Her kingdom wrenched from her grasp,
She took her life with an asp.
Cleopatra bent her head in shame
for she was bound in chains!
For having laid with twenty men
and cast them away like broken pens!
Here she wept in her granite cell
waiting for her deathly bells.
They let in only worshipping women
to give her a good ole' whipping!
Form:
I saw upon that shatter’d looking glass
A fragment of myself,
Where Cleopatra wept upon
Her spectred bridegroom.
Tears of ivory flow’d forth unto
Her mount’d breasts,
As her tender lips mutter’d
Upon their mortality:
‘Mortalis nemo est quam non attingit dolor’.
Almond promises
round oval drops
dripping song to fall
in neon light
His stares of hope
conflate when she comes
your everyday Cleopatra
cascades lofty
Acorn kisses
hanker sweet footsteps to be
on time
mystique on the commonest day
burrowed deep in the recesses
You pose for me from time to time
I sketch you with my words.
Perfect curves angles and shadows.
Sun frames hair in a halo;
cheekbones of a movie queen;
Cleopatra smile of yours
brings me to my knees.
You stop time.
I see forever
in your eyes.
CLEOPATRA
Cleopatra ! Queen of Egypt : Historic black beauty.
Erudite, Great politician, most charming , alluring cutie.
Her exotic charisma with great magnetic attraction.
Whelmed Julius Caesar to tie up romantic relation.
Bad news
Infects the teller..
The teller
Conveys news which
Is believed to have
Arisen in a fictitious
Past time..news
In the telling
Colored with belief
Is what is happening
And not...
"The nature of bad news infects the teller." Antony & Cleopatra (Shakespeare)
I consulted with your everyday Cleopatra
they said it wasn't there
Ike and Tina argued anyway
saying it is not fair
I bombed Croatia's Library creativity
on a Stuka'
I dreamed Patagonia was healthy
in the spring
I saw a picture on the wall
but it doesn't bother me at all
Can we say Amen , anymore ?
‘Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.’
(Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 2)
Antony was happy to bury Julius~ Cleopatra was now his
All of those ears~ must have been a lot of odd looking Romans
My question is~ would Antony give them all back?
Needy Needy Needy is simply what you are.
Needy Needy Needy is my Cleopatra superstar.
Needy Needy Needy, always at my feet.
Needy Needy Needy is my baby girl, aka kitty.
She truly doesn't need very much really,
just some food, water and shelter to sleep,
but it appears that what it is that she needs mostly
is my constant company apparently.
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Cleo and Liz Taylor were known as beauteous queens...
bathed bodies in milk to entice men on-and- off screens
Caesar, Mark and Richard B. fought for these rare roses
… truth is, them dames had pimply chins and pointed noses
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(( for Catie Lindsey's "You Who...Yo" Contest ))
She, Queen of Egypt, he, Ceasar of Rome,
Together, their lands united a sea,
Their fusion less capitol, more a home,
A son born to them, though rule, not to be,
Yet, her debut in Rome breathed an epic,
Whilst there, Brutus and his clan, did tragic,
End murdered, Gaius Julius Caesar,
Self-death, Cleopatra Philopator.
2019 September 24
OFFERING OF PANSY
Plucked at peak season, her blossom’s open -
Cleo, short for Cleopatra – brunette.
Her bloomer’s heart, displayed, shows she’s hope’n.
Hands him a pink pansy – eyes haven’t met.
Whistling inside, collar tight, he’s grope’n,
With fright. Cleo’s bold and brash, wide open!
2/1/2017
Laura Loo's A Rhyme In 60
Ah, we ladies never have enough!
Foundations in all shades.
Forever~ in new forms.
Cleansers that promise us youth.
Softeners that hide wrinkles.
Lipsticks, a source of confusion.
Creamy, matte, or gloss?
For me, it is all delusion.
A rainbow of colors for my eyelids.
Is it really me I present?
Or a manufacturers's disguise.
4/21/2021
Chocolate skin
Caramel smile
Cleopatra eyes
Curves and dips
In the mothership
Damm, girl
You sure look fine
In them
Jordache Jeans
Lookin’ like Tina Turner
Yeah, bubblelicious
Come rain or shine
All that and
A bag of chips
Yes, I fell in love
With her
For real though
I am serious
Aint nothin’
Like a serious
Black Woman
Now, work it girl
You know what to do
Glaring sun blinds me
Lilliput figure hastening
Optimizing invisibility
Disguised by grains of sand
Hitting my eye
Visual assault
All to scuttle sideways
Robes flailing
Vacuum vortex shimmering
Cleopatra screaming
Asp fang flashing
History repeating
So transforms the desert
Page after page
Of the book of mirages
Slow zoom out
Watching the pyramids
Hiding the truth