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Abigail

Abigail, Abigail, keeps haunting me
I don’t remember when it started
Has to be the first seed of love
That planted Abigail in my heart
And etched it there for good….
In Martha I saw Abigail, in Ethel
In them all I chased Abigail
They were good, all of them
Flawless, spotless, free from blame
Lovable, dependable, transparent….
Yet I kept seeking Abigail
With a hallucinatory torment!
Did ever my eyes touch her once?
In a dream woven with fleeting romance
Or her face shone once in the moon
And melted as dew drops in the dazed dark!
Abigail my perpetual phantom
I neither get her nor fathom
I age, Abigail is ageless
Always there, but beyond embrace!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Little Abigail and the Beautiful Pony

There was a girl named Abigail
Who was taking a drive
Through the country
With her parents
When she spied a beautiful sad-eyed
Grey and white pony.
And next to it was a sign
That said,
FOR SALE—CHEAP.
“Oh,” said Abigail,
“May I have that pony?
May I please?”
And her parents said,
“No you may not.”
And Abigail said,
“But I MUST have that pony.”
And her parents said,
“Well, you can have a nice butter pecan
Ice cream cone when we get home.”
And Abigail said,

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poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Ode of Abigail

Ode of Abigail

Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you,
to render your nocturnal forms; hex play,
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay;

Was she a mizzle wraith form, blue bayou,
Drenched form waiting persistent to sway;
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you;

Pelting on fields upwards to skies, eschew,
smiling dream; form made of soul and clay,
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay;

Out on the faraway to hold, April's dew
Referred to aboves, winter clouds of gray,
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you;

Blissful to far, a stare she was, sea view,
redeeming icon and lift, Heaven's display;

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poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Secret Sisters (An Imagined Conversation)

'Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you!
My name is Abigail. What, pray tell, is your name? '

'Abigail, my name is Gabriella. To greet you
Is indeed my pleasure, I extend obligation to Him for same! '

'I confess, I knew your name, and for some time have sought you.
I am exalted that mine effort has brought you
Here before me, so that we may finally consort.'

'Why though, with me, do you wish rapport?
I know not a reason, as same now evades me-
I am overwhelmed by curiosity, which now pervades me.'

'I became quite interested in the facts of my birth,
So I began to sleuth, and for what its worth,

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poem by Maurice Harris
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An Alliterative Amorous Answer

Alliterative Love Letter

Adored and angelic Amelia. Accept an ardent and artless amourist’s affections, alleviate an anguished admirer’s alarms, and answer an amorous applicant’s avowed ardour. Ah, Amelia! all appears an awful aspect! Ambition, avarice and arrogance, alas are attractive allurements, and abase an ardent attachement. Appease an aching and affectionate adorer’s alarms, and anon acknowledge affianced Albert’s alliance as agreeable and acceptable.

Anxiously awaiting an affectionate and affirmative answer, accept an ardent admirer’s aching adieu. Always angelic and admirable Amelia’s admiring and affectionate amourist, Albert
Wit and Wisdom 1826

An Alliterative Answer

Artless Amelia Acme’s answer adamantly admonishing artful Albert Acne’s announced amorous ambitions, and assertive advances, actively advocates appropriate alternatives. Also, attesting abhorrent Albert’s attempted abduction, Amelia asks an adequate aureate award. Advance “ amical ” arrangements are altogether abjured.

Adieu Albert!

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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I remember when
some Sundays were spent in bed,
getting to know each
other's bodies, to please,
now, Sundays, we go to church

tanka by Abigail Greene from Fire Pearls: Short Masterpieces of the Human Heart (2006)
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the boat comes to rest
after twelve days of ocean,
he, bewhiskered and
sunburned, with triumphant smile...
I rush to his embrace

tanka by Abigail Greene from Fire Pearls: Short Masterpieces of the Human Heart (2006)
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Janie Jones [Ethan and Janie Meet]

Cast: Alessandro Nivola, Abigail Breslin

clip from Janie Jones, directed by David M. Rosenthal, screenplay by David M. Rosenthal (2010)
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Loneliness is the ultimate poverty.

quote by Abigail Van Buren
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Great necessities call out great virtues.

quote by Abigail Adams
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