Martins Poems - Poems about Martins

...In hues orange, pink, red, teal and purple, the sunset skies look quite unique tonight, to laud this hour of summer eternal- pretty as the purple martins in flight! Each hour's new, thoug......Read the rest...

...Johnny MacAlister was six-years-old, young enough still for wishes, Baby sister, Rosie, was all of three, all giggling and adorable kisses. With fond, indulgent parents, the family was co......Read the rest...

...warmth floods over me when blue flowers are climbing sage red rose timing sitting on the stairs in sweet caress of warm winds gold noon never ends sitting among scents under lemon ......Read the rest...

...My brother, John, was older than me; and I had ever looked up to him, As a golden sun seems always with you, but comes and goes at whim. My brother, John, taught me to roller skate, and h......Read the rest...

...Elsie Marley was a playful, middle child, with five sparkling siblings, Living on emerald, Willow Brook Farm, underneath skies very citron. Everyone in the family lent a hand, at skillful......Read the rest...

...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......Read the rest...

...In the quiet night, I adore your face So lovely. even when breathing with grace. I yearn to kiss you, so tender and true, Whispering my sweet nothings as I knew. Dawn begins to expand as w......Read the rest...

...I still remember the suit and Doc Martins, choker full of X’s, and a brand new mantra; Rebellion was tricky and full of temptation, doing my own thing alone with a mission; Peer pressure never r......Read the rest...

... We had Debbie Gibson, And Motley Crew. We had Jon Bon Jovi, and Scooby-Do. We had Axl Rose, And MTV. We had school house rock, And MR. T. We had Alf, And Pac-Ma......Read the rest...

...I was an elementary school teacher, with dreaming eyes to the rosy future, Like the emerald, cherry blossom season, arriving later rather than sooner. As a creative teacher, I was so popular, as ......Read the rest...

...Strangers but loved aged pianist's hands don't die in silence... The old pianist watches his hands ... learned ......Read the rest...

...Negligent grooming habits unbridled Apathy toward mine personal hygiene i.e. relinquishing attention linkedin with bare toiletries, cuz I rarely spruced myself up nor never maple leave to cea......Read the rest...

...I was a vibrant, portrait painter, bringing cherished profiles to eternal life, Like undying life of balmy springtime, recurring in shades of green so rife. I had long been fascinated with new fa......Read the rest...

...To acknowledge the memory of a loving couple, Mrs. Izaura Martins Cunha & Sir. Albertino Sabino da cunha — - Dedicated to their daughter, my dear friend, Dr. Cristiane Martins Cunha. ..................Read the rest...

...Shall I forget my asking a brother: “Who of The Two has A Much Taller Order?” And Dairy Hand mishandled An Udder, For round spinning to watch Close Adder… Martin Luther and Nelson Mandela, If ......Read the rest...