Best Amphora Poems

I smell no Jasmines, Daisies or Geraniums this Summer

Nor my soul desires an ancient amphora

Crimson riddles my skin

My mind is an Amethyst.

An Amaranth a fixed...

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~ At last! ~ At last! As 
a sweet rejoinder to Him my 
soul cried out aloud, at last, as I 
marveled in the benignity...

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Demitrios the golden Spartan captain sets sail for Italy 
against the western wind; he will certainly mourn Piraeus,
and with sorrow-striken eyes, he'll invoke Poseidon. 
Then...

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count on it...

that numbers made the world
we came to believe
after all ten digits 
long ago ran out
and we stuck our toes into the fray
to count...

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Brutust Iulius Trois Page 07
Brutus called his captains into conference
we are done with creeping along the shorelines 
prepare now to sail out across the Aegean
the...

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The defeated Pandrasus spoke out
his weary words weighted with wisdom. 
Linus is as Greek as I am Greek and as a...

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The snarled monogamy
needs a firework.
A solitary moon walks on a lake
nonchalantly.

The marriage
between the planet and moon
was falling apart.
In amphora lies the secret

of a jeweled crown....

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Our Beloved returns        with a mighty entourage
his banner men ride before him
      ...

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Thick web of silence, ether which retains
My distant days’ dim trace of tears on sand!
You are the amphora whose dark wine pains
My drowsy brain with...

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Because-love exults eternally, universal 
peace, and so I say Love- in its benignity ... 
recuses all ... ~and perfect- and servant 
in their fervent manner;- integrity, 
receptivity- and amenability
illustrious and moreover 
devoted in their richness, 
breed thy greater influence 
of peace throughout the years,
sanctifying themselves forever in 
their innocence, becoming the 
fortunate prize ... an altruistic 
offering, and humble sacrifice,
given for all to embrace through 
faith, a certain repose;- and everlasting 
liberty. While- clemency, oh Thy generous 
clemency, emancipates-knavery's tomfoolery, 
and suggested to me, and granted as a wonderful 
opportunity, grace ... is the universal proposition 
dancing through time hand in hand within the arms 
of love; relishing in the promotion of her deliverance,
and so I say, when this hope of my days reprieve ... 
has come to pass ... beckon me on- to know 
this- simple delight, and hold me in Thy 
loving keep.Yes bring me Thine heavenly 
Kite to greet me. Secure me there, and lay me 
down then-under the assurance, and gentle 
comfort of her wings. Yes raise me up ... and
hear me oh Lord in my plea I pray. (("Oh liberate 
me",)) ("Carry my soul off with her to Thee".) (("Let
thy love shower-down (over me".))) So I may 
embrace for myself, again, thine tender arms, 
of mercy ... . Precious-tears-offered in-faith ... fall, 
God-catches them places them, within His Soul's 
heavenly-amphora, and with a sway of His Mighty 
Hand, plucks-up His eminent-Knowledge-honed
by Holy Quill. Upright and looking strait into 
His vision for us of the new day. Offers-the 
many consummate opportunities riding high 
on the fringe of His promise, granted in welcome. 
Painting a Holy Journey,evolving amid a certain
solace and freedom. Moving on into veracious days 
with Him lasting on forever. Exiting beyond higher lofts of earthly 
skies and rolling lands advancing in humble reverence descending 
down from the openness of the Heavens. Rewriting yet again; another-story 
in person for each individual. Yes for all life; far-greater-and-even greater 
still ... than the others gone before....

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travelling to my never was,
my yearly time in the yard
spring time back to cold Ohio
gripped in nonsense and melancholy
I travel to old town
misted by the...

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Precious-tears-offered in-faith... fall, God-catches them places them, within His 
Soul's Heavenly-Amphora, and with a sway of His Mighty Hand, plucks-up His eminent-
Knowledge-honed by Holy Quill.

Upright-and...

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... stalactites hung like dystopian snot from a statue 

her brain was frozen and formed ice in her mind

a lacuna without inlet or outlet arrested...

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Etruscan rose
a purpled blue,
I write a melody for you
Etruscan rose
magenta  shade,
for you this pollonaise 
is played.

Note like petals
spiral down
through Etruria
and "round
ancient ruins
of desire
falling on...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 2

act three

in...

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