Best Nacreous Poems

In the endless expanse 
of what exists
and the magic of what can be...

fantasy is the luster of opalescence

conceived in a continual curve of mother-of-pearl panache 
spinning through a sacred spiral in effervescence
they arise - in bare necessity 
and break the surface -

perceptions of prismatic potential
bending...

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Beautiful angel a soul's destination flies
High above on gossamer wings delicately 
Circling between heaven and earth as soul keepers

Eclipsing the light seraph twitches softly gaze
Touching inside one bond never to be broken
An angelic message shown to the earth dwellers

A celestial sphere nacreous spirit falling 
Grace...

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As I search to adorn my naked thoughts in nacreous chic,
   
   breathing bliss and sipping soulful seas,
      
     my wild whimsy in wanderlust glides like an albatross

 seeking the iridescence of...

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   “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn  

Time has an interesting 
way of revealing 
riveting narratives,
embossed within ivory 
clams in raven letters,
perhaps, it is the 
crippling kismet,
that dahlia dreamers are 
shackled by society’s 
sanctimoniousness,...

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                                     Cupid nacreous clouds
     ...

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sometimes I sing 
antique anthems,
of the nights 
I was confined 
  within a bottle
of diamond tears,  
wept woefully
   from the widest sky
that held kaleidoscopic stars~
amidst festooned fields of 
pixie-dust flowers,
hanging like 
  starburst chandeliers, 
when t i m e was...

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I, cold ... cold as stone ...
But is that not befitting such as I?
Once, merely common, hidden deep in the earth,
Still, my quality made itself known ... my porcelain perfection

Shone in the sun, and I was freed from Terra's grasp ...
Across a great sea I...

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through wisps of star dust she flies on nacreous wings her light burns so bright
...

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“Light Winged”




fluid I freely flow
nacreous and immersed
beyond naology  

I am far removed
from the numbers
and rites

of your 
hard-edged, 
strange world 

the seconds 
stretch deeper and higher
than millennia here

I Am 
an ancient soul 
become nascent

light winged 
golden eyes and mind
I Am, ultraviolet 

moving uninhibited
like an ocean
around...

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Abracadabra! Bountiful crystals drop effulgently from God’s heaven. 
Icy jewels kissing landscapes move - nacreous - over pristine quietude.
Refreshing souls, this unruffled, velvet white Xanadu yields zephyrs!...

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PEARLS
rare stones
from grandma

adored and so loved
her gift on my debut
silky, ivory, treasure

"nacreous and iridescent"

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June 28, 2016

Poetry/Pyramid Verse/Clarity In A Treasure Box
Copyright Protected, ID 16-804-717-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the contest, Clarity In A Treasure Box,
sponsor, Nette Onclaud

Fifth Place...

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Nacreous trees
reach into goldenrod skies
autumn wheat hissing, envious!
Tassels of crown hang, lifeless.
Queen of a barren kingdom
where silver suns trek horizons, 
never in reach for the looking glass
to swallow, and reflect,
inside out.
Another sunrise sets
all as the pearl harvest eclipses behind,
the apple of her eye....

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Only when the trumpets roar
Angels in chorus, enchanting all music
The day our creator calls.
I surrender my soul, O Holy One, to you
He who casts, out all shadows, from the darkness
striking at the devil's door, he himself will kneel, guilty
To our maker and his.Bowing down kissing...

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Cupid’s Arrow
Walking through the bar;
Her nacreous smile grew wide,
He fell to his knees....

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Speaking perfectly clear,
let’s be Frank:
Put the Zappa down — 
Don’t even remotely think
about changing the subject
Swapping, swabbing another
into your wax-filled ears
Why does your sleep-glazed eyes
love to eat the sliming ooze
coming from those iridescent screens?
Giving you doughnut hole imaginings,
turning your brain into Jell-o jelly ooze 
Propaganda...

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