Silvered Poems - Poems about Silvered

... From mine chamber, breathless and perspiring upon the bed, I spy you there, out my window, looming overhead. Your gaze, a silent arbiter in the night, I cloak my naked shame, to veil my plight......Read the rest...

...In my foolish young adult years, three good men came along, but their eyes brimmed with tears. God must of sent them, offering me love's redemption. Not realizing they were gifts to me, like my......Read the rest...

...In Ouachita's murmurs, where pine needles sigh, I trace the mountains' ancient, weathered crown. Silvered river forgotten secrets float by, And fills my heart, a sonorous chamber now. A flame i......Read the rest...

... The sea is silvered by the moon, its waves rustle the sand where I stand, they speak in whispers to low for my ears to hear. Do they speak of you and where you are, do they know if you are c......Read the rest...

...Sunset painted a dramatic farewell scene across the bay's horizon, bold and yet serene, in a moment that stole my breath from me as the fading sun slowly drowned in the sea. He was ......Read the rest...

... Sun, so tired, into the Pacific, now doth take its rest. While the cold, homeless, head for hooded, warm tents. The melancholy, grateful poetess, joyful to see the moon, ......Read the rest...

...Life has cast me upon a distant shore the would not I have never chose bits of wood silvered white dance and spin in morning light light reflects like jewels bright in soft glow of mornings......Read the rest...

... White winter's edge pierces, crisp-sharp as Arthur's blade, running its smoothness through trees of solemn stature as they commit anew. White winter's edge pierces silvered sun shin......Read the rest...

...winged plump putti descend cumulus clouds.... silvered in a spring rainstorm they flit round maypole....lavender satin streaming i'm awed in hammock my love he's raptured to....twilight moonr......Read the rest...

... In the glade of sallowed comparisons as told by the shade of star-crossed ways, where secrets are catching vespers in petrific gaze. In the mists ......Read the rest...

...In the labyrinth of the evening, I invite you to lose ourselves in the scent of tea. Today, love, you are my queen, and I - your humble procession, Here, a throne made of dreams' foam is laid out f......Read the rest...

...And from a silvered point of view A merry day has changed I guess that is the way is When much has rearranged No more the wrapping, hiding gifts ......Read the rest...

...NOT CONTEST BOUND I stood upon a rocky shoal, regret lingering across my mind Its fingers traced the blood-filled lines along my bare arm as if they were the brittle veins of leaves fallen from ......Read the rest...

...The moon in eternal stoic grace takes her place amid the starlight, the glowing mother of the sky who watches over every beating heart, steady and true. Like a mother, she comes to the sky, singing a......Read the rest...

...The first sprouts unfurl from their hollows Sniffing the air Checking for the sweet scent Of springtime— Have the turnips Turned down their Brown beds? Creased The topsheet of soil? ......Read the rest...