Brooch Poems - Poems about Brooch

I've been replaced by a lap dog~at least it's cute, Its poppy brooch glows bright on its dainty neck. It yaps and leaps, and like me, its poops pollute, But could it endure a long and rugged trek? I’d wager it’d fail~a weary, broken wreck....

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Inspired by The Brooch By Edvard Munch This is a lithograph on black paper of Eva Mudocci, an English violinist. Eva was Munch's muse for several years but he often destroyed his paintings of her before they were finished, deeming them imperfect. This is done in a style similar to Munch's Madonna who he described as...

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the brooch is the sugar maple shape of Canada's national tree created by the jeweler Aspry &Co with many dazzling brilliant cut diamonds inherited by Queen Elizabeth 11 in 2002 from her mother and she loved it . . . wearing it often high on her right shoulder ...

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Night exhales a humble ember As a chorus frog whispers to the tulip bulb, "it's time to come out now. Earth is weeping emeralds. it's time to come out now... To pin a pink brooch to the shadow."...

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Most of the time flowers will do. Those gentlest of ambassadors commissioned to disarm the caustic ego. Trim burrs from misunderstandings. Temper the burn of good intention gone awry... To most they whisper of peace and love they're brooch to the breast of forgiveness. Conflict and Confusion often arise. when the blossom stompers arrive... a brute cannot comprehend the language of flowers. These...

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In 1989 a group of Phyic scientist challenged a group of botanist to a contest. They were surpossed to create A hyro-power bus, that would be a cooling station for field workers , hot climates. The bus was to have an office ce, a dining area and a toilet and kitchen, and a window to serve...

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Once upon a time, I was created by an 18th century jeweler, but I do not remember his name because of course I am very old; for a while, I lay on a satin cushion in a high style store, although just made of glass and silver, I...

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With a Big Brooch Who should fro President try to run? Who won't surprise us and try to stun Us into believing you are the best We will love forever and never detest. To me, this may become quite a chore Trying to be someone you do adore At moment's notice to occasion arise Forget about being a pack of lies. Much can...

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~ handed down to me eighteen caret with gold leaf Grandmother’s bequest ~...

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