Wax Poems - Poems about Wax

...Under the cemetery of falling stars, beneath veils of eternity, The end of any affair is death. She is my sanctuary, An evanescent eye, slipping through the magical veil, Far from the tribe of my ......Read the rest...

... What do you see when you see trees? My eyes travel each trunk and branch. With feathered leaves in blowing breeze till the chipper comes with a cranch! Your details shine with luminesce......Read the rest...

...What do you see when you see trees? My eyes travel each trunk and branch. With feathered leaves in blowing breeze till the chipper comes with a cranch! Your details shine with luminescenc......Read the rest...

...Shooting bottle caps, ring finger off thumb. And a little cake - the two breaks in half, fixed with melting wax and lighter. Light years of 22 in impromptu breakfast party then the boy...Read the rest...

...A little eye not made by man, all woman seem to have. Available to none but honey bees. Clinging to the rose are butterflies. If only screens were made of wax back then. And then tomorrow come......Read the rest...

...Under the undulating and mysterious mantle of the night, Where stars write their stories in silver ink, A lost soul seeks infinity in echoes, Fleeing from the comfort that soothes but does not enc......Read the rest...

... Written: May 21, 2024, For Edward Ibeh Contest “If you look closely you can see that they are all interconnected, symbolic of a never-ending circle in which it is simply impossibl......Read the rest...

... "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."   E.E. Cummings Amber hues kissed twilight's platinum pigments that night, beckoning ivory pearls to weave patter......Read the rest...

...On the grand stage of the world, under lights of dreams and flickering charm, We dance our illusions, beneath arcs of sun and mysteries fashioned through dreams vast and warm. Freedom, a chimera of......Read the rest...

...In the West, stories are heard, shining at the threshold of a new era, That we can mold again the raw clay of human nature, Reconstructing from the ashes of time, a dream Eden, fresh and new. As i......Read the rest...

...In the ancient world, it is spoken of beings that are neither among men nor in a dream, Blessed with an isolated destiny, with an unknown hope. Their deeds seem to precede the first accusation of t......Read the rest...

...Through a world of wax and shadows they ever wander, Secret auditors of inner voices, clear as crystal, Following them like music throbbing through the veins of a slumbering city, Whispering hidde......Read the rest...

...In the clear morning, with rays that dance over a realm of magic, Easter arrives, with its gentle light, to drive away unnatural shadows. May it penetrate the pores of the soul, to melt the cold, l......Read the rest...

...Creepy patience, eerie desires following the dreamlike honeycomb, consistent unawareness, wax in tatters, exhaling fortune-tellers, spooky scenario, come in harlequin mischievous, that is not time......Read the rest...

...If tears don't run salty into the bowl of lentils of life, you don't know the seasoning of pain, It's just a breeze, a transient wind over your infinite fields of indifference. When you weep, tasti......Read the rest...