Balustrades Poems - Poems about Balustrades

Museum of my Mind

...I would make a museum of my mind
Fill these musty halls with all my people
Every girl who has walked my corridors 
To write her piece and paste it on the walls. 

Every plaque together, a mosaic...

Decayed

..."I thought I'd feel comforted by walking through my childhood home. The only emotion I felt was melancholy that it had been abandoned and left alone to die."  ~ by poet

I sat in sor...

Distinction Gone Into Extinction

...Where does one find True Extinction
Long gone into sad extinction?

Know I some doubly soiled magistrates
Clean for their mansions with balustrades,
A wife-beater philanthropist
Who would not p...

The Streets of Olde Salem

...My footsteps echoed the echoes of Time
as through the streets of Salem I walked.
The hour was early and the city still asleep
with only a cat sitting quietly on a cold granite sill,
the sky slowl...

Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 18

...
When he reached the courtyard DynDoeth stepped from the shadows and greeted him.  One by one each of the Elders also stepped forward.   Erlenkönig greeted each in turn.  There were only six of ...

The Revenge of the Witch

...They killed her lover.  She just could not forget.

The raven circled thrice around the old oak,
But settle silently on her wide shoulders.
Dark was the raven, dark the woman’s dress
Dark the...

The Great Escape

...The Great Escape

Perched on a rooftop terrace in glorious sunshine he watches ahead
Floats on his sky looks inwards and ponders the magic path unravel
                                 
			~ A J...

We Need More Beauty

...Once we created starry nights,
and Mona Lisa with smile slight,
we covered chapels in heavenly scenes,
made David shine in marble sheen.
Now our 'art' make good folks scoff,
smear **** on paper,...

That Afternoon At Highgate Cemetery

...That afternoon at Highgate
When my life had paused awhile, 
Old graves and headstones greeted 
With their sad and forlorn smile.

Smirched epitaphs stared at me
My call they wanted to know, 
T...

There Is No Poetry Without You

...There is no poetry without you  


Softly flows the sunset colors
painted on tired skies with fire
Igniting a wafting cloud in orchid tints,
the fresh scent of pine lingering within its escape
...

The Laughter of Madness

...LIKE when cold cobble stones are Queens
          without their Crowned King, only 
          now and when my foot-falls scream
          through a suffering mostly unknown:
    there's no words ...

Awake, To Be Awakened

...Cicadas squeak in unutterable frequency
out in the wilderness. There is one pallor
face overlapping with the foliage. Tousled
hair and sl...

Oh Baneful Yellow Moon

...Oh baneful yellow Moon in fullest rounded sphere,
Bright as Summers Buttercups in abundant yield,
Coldly riveted upon Winters beaten, thin silvered panels;
Thereof: By ye mighty hammer doth great ...

The Morning of the Hurricanes Part 2

... Continued from Part 1 

The Beggars ’neath the balustrades,
and broken Children, Chambermaids,
are running wild from wraiths, afraid
	of dreams where death redoubles.
They fritter tim...

Persephone; Empress of the Fall

...Persephone; Empress of The Fall

They are living balustrades reaching out to incognito riddles
Hidden in the maze by branches arching with caresses
Where promiscuous light is falling gentle finge...

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