Best Garnet Poems
Dazzling like a sparkling green diamond
Eyes lit up when I opened the velvet box!
My birthstone for Aquarius is garnet
Almandine is most common form with a rich red colour
Not for me -I wanted something more unusual
The jeweler had to order it in especially for me
Of course it came with a very hefty price tag!
It is called the 'star of garnets' as its name means diamond like
Demantoid is a particularly rare form of the garnet gemstone
A Gem for your verse
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Intentionally deceived by those that augmented dubiously.
An Innocence killed by lies that seemed real.
Now, what a heart should feel is controlled by strength of will.
Entombed down deep inside a garnet red does hide.
Tossed away, you lost, I'm afraid.
Gadabout butterflies
glitter like red sunset.
Gem sparkles in the west.
Gracious nature provides
glamour hues in winter.
Glad robin sings, lustrous.
Goodbye, last robustness.
This garnet chain you gave me
Is proof of your love
And in this, your face I see
Smiling from above
I keep this chain near my heart
Wear it every day
Me and your love never part
In my soul, you stay
This garnet chain you gave me
Shining in red hue
A bond as strong as can be
Joining me to you
You're the beautiful month of brand new starts
clasping hands and wide open hearts.
When the festivities are done
we can breath a sigh as one.
You happen to be the month of my birth;
the time that I arrived on earth!
You're a time of renewal and seeking dreams
when nothing's really as hard as it seems.
I come to you through the looking-glass
with happiness of what shall pass.
Crisp winter air won't chill my soul
as I take on a new-found role.
I'm a dreamer ,a poet and a friend to many.
As for grievous heartaches there's no longer any.
When I have you January to give me hope
I feel I've been thrown that rescue rope.
Glowing like a hot fire
Any shade of red just won't do;
Renegade shadows
Nearly misread as blood;
Energizing the cold
The flame of January.
Glimmers of rose petals
Glisten on the skyline,
Gold, glittered with deep red~
Gloaming gems, mirroring
Gossamer silk of stars,
Gliding across a love-
Glazed garden of yearning.
O vibrant and rich January
Velvet sweet, warming the icy vine;
Her crystalline - garnet evening, bright...
Red orioles, whose lilting chorus
The snowflakes, in tinsel greet: And moon
knowing a gown's ONE STONE designs
To adorn the night!... her Capricorn
Jewel spills depicting vitality on flight,
Glossing roses on meadows awakened
From Winter's chilled poses. These restless
burst and fragrant sighs make her throttle
In joy-- bold maiden of new dawn's sky
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O! Garnet star, what hydra-like,
Immortality
How humanity doth envy,
Thou vitality
What sayest thou of Man?
(Surely he would say)
O - but lowly Mayfly,
That flutter for a day
What thinkest thou of Time?
(Surely he would think)
A torrent inexhaustible,
I forever drink
Lo, but I know a thing,
Surpassing thou by far:
Eternal life in Christ,
Outlives thou, garnet star!
He was executed in London
for his catholic faith.
Priest murdered
“in the majesty of the law”
in a treacherous country.
Is this your tolerance,
making judgments
on human conscience.
“After ordination he wandered from place to place
to reduce souls which went astray
and were in error as to the knowledge
of the Catholic Church”.
In this whirl of persecution,
another Jesuit priest was murdered.
All his guilt,
was being a catholic priest.
Pine rustles in gloomy afternoon
Foretoken of turbulent storm
Thunder tremors with violet lightning
Descend electricity
Burning pine tree forest
Enamored couple walking in the forest
Ensconce for shelter in an abandoned house
Awaiting that the heavy rainfall drops stop
Discovering a far away red lighthouse
Calm reigns in ether
Garnet sky is scenery
Setting love story
Carved as a heart and arrow
Romance symbol in a tree
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I pause to listen to the silence –
I am one with the million befores
and the afters and at great peace
amid the soundless, immense harmonies.
I become the rhythm of the spheres
and part of that oneness orchestration,
both absorbed and apart in a light,
too orderly to be but blind chance.
There must be purpose to the whole
that transcends reason and goes beyond
the despair of nothing. I become the Cosmos
not the chaos and within I am part.
There is a miracle to existence
and its exquisite, ephemeral beauty.
To hike to Garnet Lake is to be without,
wherein, without, I find my within.
garnet rose corset
cherry blossoms fade away
siren’s serenade
The Kelty one-man tent flaps face Ritter
The night is me and the Sierran darkness
As no moon reflects upon the granite
Cold sun touches its light upon the high peaks
As mist lingers layered against the slopes
I remain in my bag to await warmth
A bear walks past my tent and looks in
We find our own kind in each other, and
Awaken to our illusory lives.
Gorgeous antique bracelet
Golden twist on my wrist
Gems of deep red garnets
Glistening, glittering
Garnished with seeded pearls
Glowing soft milky white
Great grandmother’s bequest