Madrid Poems - Poems about Madrid

madrid in springtime i have never seen madrid in the springtime i have never seen madrid at all does the sun rise differently in madrid than in san francisco on those rare city days when there is no fog nor wind to chase the clouds away i have seen morning in san francisco where lovers stroll hand in hand down meandering paths parting with the...

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Oh, beautiful Spain, a home to Two grounds so grand That humiliate and entertain Every football fan across the land. A home to Real Madrid A club where dreams are made Where wonderful talents are bred And European dominance is displayed. On the shores of Spain's seas Lies another giant, Barcelona A home to one of the game's greatest A team a football lover can...

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There was an old lady from Madrid, Who often at night recites the creed, She anticipates nightfall, The moonlight on the rear wall, Opened a wormhole for a strange breed. May 6, 2023....

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I vacationed in Segovia and also spent downtime in Madrid but which is why matters not where for I forgot what I there did. My days spent in Segovia and in Madrid were solo though I cannot prove that truth for I took not one single photo. I know that times in Segovia and Madrid combined were expensive, especially my time spent in jail cause one...

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A silly young man from Segovia Was eager to collar a novia:* When asked for his preference, He gave points of reference, Restricted from Minsk to Monrovia. When asked, an old maid from Madrid Answered testily, “Heaven forbid!” But then, once wined and dined, She felt less disinclined: She said, “Maybe I will” – and she did! * novia = girlfriend...

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On a bright broad beach near Barcelona Where I was feeling so all alone-a A glorious vision strode into view. Like Rubirosa, I knew what to do. I charmed this woman from Segovia, A fair descendant of the great El Cid. Her radiant eyes and shimmering hair Caused many a wag to stammer and stare. She charged my cardiovascular pump But in Madrid she...

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I wanted to stick out my chest Rise tall and arch my back Standing there listening to the fest hard pressed To click my heels to this fiery soundtrack So mesmerized and in love with Spanish Flamenco from afar I was compelled to go to Madrid to become a dancer As my ears were bound to the strings of Segovia's guitar Portraying...

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Terracotta dreams alight in rising Roman aqueducts slipping in twilight hours of the night where mysterious Spanish memories are plucked; a momentary plunge with Hercules standing muscle-bound from which olden images are hung as winds rise without a sound; a flare in dance upon the castle floors to pray a prayer aloud beyond grand cathedral...

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SEGOVIA AND MADRID I land on this wee planet of Segovia. Has blood-red skies, like Transylvania. Knees start knocking, afraid to answer. The room grows suddenly cold..brrr. Suddenly a star, happenstance a ship appears and I hop in it, as I flip off the fanged nightmare I leave behind. We head for Madrid - the bulls are more kind. I sing a song: ~ Between...

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To see the country light on their scooter the lovers sped off They packed swift without map no idea How to get from Madrid to Segovia Up for adventure high on love and free as the air AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on July 17, 2019 for contest H W LONGFELLOW INSPIRED sponsored by JULIA WARD...

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MADRID and SEGOVIA I stayed in Madrid, the city, I love indeed. But my Olivia lived in...

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Segovia, historic city northwest of Madrid; Wish to visit architectural legacy, I admit. Especially Romanesque churches, a former royal palace and a Gothic cathedral- a tour so joyful. Read an article from Devour Spain, hope to go nearby restaurant for two big dishes which I wanted to try: the suckling pig roasted to soft and crunchy perfection and also judiones de la...

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She walks in the night.. Cobblestones and sacred churches.. Historical and superb.. Incredible monuments.. A remembrance of ghosts from the past.. Ahh.. Her lovely Madrid.. Sights and sounds to inhale.. The aroma of fresh seafood paella Her taste buds sang a harmony.. As she devoured her delectable meal.. Ahh.. To wash it down with a tall glass of sangria.. Thirsty for a tall glass.. Of.. A...

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Have you ever heard of the Monkey-Face Orchid? They are common in the steep mounts of Madrid. It resembles the shape of a Cauchin Monkey’s face and eyes, when I saw this unusual flower I was like…”oh my!” The Monkey-Faced Orchid’s petals...

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Senses overwhelmed, history revealed, I step into Plaza Mayor. Antique hues of pinks and grays stun. Madrid welcomes me. Late sun casts golden shadows. ...

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