Best Renaissance Poems
Take me back to a more romantic time
Of kings and castles and love sublime
When chivalry was in the air
Let me kiss the hand of my lady fair
I'll walk the land in days of yore
When tales were told by a troubadour
I will go where the ale and wine are poured
I will serve my queen with fire and sword
I could scale the castle walls in the dark of night
To see the woman I love, what a beautiful sight
We could steal away from the castle and then
Join forces with Robin and his merry men
A life full of daring, knowing not fear
Dining in the presence of Queen Guinivere
Each morning launches new escapades
Mounting my horse to join the Crusades
Oh please take me back if only in a dream
Where honor and courage were held in esteem
Where wizards cast spells and dragons breathe fire
To become a knight was a young man's desire
Oh let me be brave in times of duress
And save that damsel in distress
Let me bend to one knee before we part
Gaze into her eyes and win her heart.
Lou Reed , Mistral of his time
so you walked this road on the wild side
unique in music , never selling out
believing in Art instead of commercialize
Lou Reed the musician never compromised ~
Sweet Jane not enough for our crowd of eccentric rockers
still will live forever with the many that left before you
one can imagine from John Lennon to Johnny Ramone
a party in Heaven of the finest rock bestowed
no text , no MTV when they pursued a dream
New York, hotel Chelsea an age of Renaissance
ragged jeans and leather jackets ,Art on stage
No, your Rock not ever fade away , it will stay sweet Jane forever ~
For the fine Man with words , ode to Lou Reed .
Creative musing enthralls her psyche,
minute thoughts dance before her eyes,
waiting to be written before they
go astray within the confines of the mind
where cobwebbed effigies shadow her
enlightenment.
Gestation occurs, words labor to be born,
one minute adhering to the womb of her intellect,
the next forcing their way through her artistic
birth canal shouting to be heard
and shared by others who utter joy at the
rebirth.
The correlation between the bull and its southern identity,
most likely gives significance to its “calf land” description.
The labour room where renaissance was born
and historically grown through Michelangelo, Donatello, Da Vinci and others.
Finds great contentment in the treasury of the family.
Its empire once hitting heights way beyond the white mountains,
from Portugal to Syria and from Britain to the North African deserts;
while in possession of a language with more Latin words than any other.
It is a bird in constant carriage of two small chicks
while one is distant in the oldest continuous constitution,
the other stands apart in locking its city Gates at night.
The contributions of two major pillars out of so many
in the awesome support of the eighteenth century enlightenment
arguably equates the international influence of its “Three fountains”.
It has great command in the language of music
as the first global operas were composed in its sitting room.
From the Sardinian islands to the spectacle of the leaning tower of prisa,
this world nation with a significant portion
of its economic power rested on the dealings of mafias
is home to ‘A’ grade designers and highly rated sport automobiles.
The birth place of Galileo Galilei and Carlo Collodi,
engaging in unsaid romance with its own wolf;
making leisure a charismatic ritual through the evening stroll
and enjoying the biggest holiday in Christmas to Epiphany
is this land with more masterpieces than any other in the planet
and having the largest tertiary institution in its continent.
Near nice allies need
to confront this beast in the
moment to be brave.
Not in a memoir
when you’re 75 and
few feet from the grave.
For colored people
and all people of color
start a whining wave.
Why do we still fight
for the same civil rights of
nineteen sixty-three?
Did you know Comcast
is fighting against the rights
of Black and poor folks?
Look it up yourself
know what is going on around you
find a cause to fight.
Use your pen and voice
raise your voice and write it down
vote a righteous cause.
Organize your block
note differences and respect
put judgement on pause.
Let’s make it better
you and I together to
help correct the flaws.
Tell all the worlds about the treasures found
Renaissance trace spellbound in the ancient form,
Tender and haunting; an era of time curves around
Past the present to a future beset with tech charm.
Historical pages cling romantically to our eyes,
Each epoch defines a sparkling gem of surprise,
Their fluttered rebirth is like stars changing sizes
Release by time flown from the damp demise.
That dip their limbs to bow unto gloss modernity
Like the artist and sculpture, they paint a world.
Of aesthetic peculiarities and lofty discovery,
Longing to find a place soaring free in the soul.
A vault of citadels says much; then said no more
Deep within, ancient wonders rise from the ashes
Talented beauty weaves from centuries we adore,
The time and place asleep in a waste wilderness.
The plague of colors survives in medieval triumph,
England, a literary monument of architect literature.
Finds the noble heart to express cherished breath
Creating the etiquette claimed by French culture.
Such dept alone could not be paid by metamorphism
Humanism fading in a mist has its place in society,
Heightened with extreme lust and erotic mannerism,
Italy removes the conscious veil from bizarre reality.
Ceiling significant through music strings serenade,
Renaissance dazed; allusion lay dreaming half awake
The inquisition of fate went on pilgrimage made,
German sentence commute through the classical gate.
The Netherlands explore and navigate all the distances
Byzantine adherence goes beyond impregnable walls,
depict faces of the Tsars persist in the military hypothesis,
And labyrinths take refuge in Russian banqueting halls.
The richest measured proportion of distilled beverage,
Vodka values more than all the dull limited senses,
Spanish religion repository of the myths and rage
Set the path where new western experience commences.
Portugal selfie, the pinnacle piece that thirsts for commerce
Lisbon flourished paints and medicines with Flemish.
Poland concept and conflict gain border land dominance,
Spice trade rises high and makes indiscreet allusion flourish.
We travel far beyond renaissance to the greatest monument,
When the transition of culture from the middle age evolved
Mesmerized art is a rediscovery of an enduring cultural movement,
The monarch of the Roman Empire renaissance man inspired.
))rowned of twelve stars his moon these pearls....
Curious tiny eyes their hearts, gazing from afar: Gemini ?
Immanent's immaculate gossamer wings descending from upon high
Sparkling prisms in light colourful beams dreams: God'sent, fingertips erasing time.
I was thinkin' 'bout you the other day babe
How much I looked forward to talkin' to ya each day
You were right when we broke up
I don't appreciate a good woman
I seem to fall in with the shallow crazies
It comes from one too many beatin's
Too many people tellin' me I was stupid, as a kid
I never would amount to nothing, they said
I don't know when my conscience began to die
For what reason? Well, I can't remember now why
When I was teenage boy I suppose
One day my gaze just went low
No friendships were in the cards for me
Survival was my only thought, to be free
I never respected anyone, nor loved
It was all about me when push came to shove
I ran away and became a warrior at sea
Grew to be hard, deadly, and mean
I went through women from east to west
They served their purpose at best
Some call me now a Renaissance man
That I have grown wise and kind
But I'm really still just that beaten and abused kid
Afraid to trust anyone, just trying to survive
From drought’s somber cracks,
Reawakened blades emerge:
Lush, is on the verge.
Guitar
Acoustic, Electric
Strumming, Resonating, Soloing
Modern, Popular, Antique, Anachronism
Plucking, Projecting, Accompanying
Medieval, Baroque
Lute
Walking through the museum of times endless design
Different architectural periods from room to room
Present day, Victorian, Colonial, Elizabethen, Gothic, further....
Corridores and passages, unto pristine objects and figures
Paintings, pictures, sculptures, 'more,' never before touched nor viewed
Dreamendons creation, created, stepping through the portal inside....
'Renaissance Man'....Solomons ultimate request, and far beyond!
Granted and bestowed upon him, by, 'The Alpha and The Omega' ~
"Come Alive"....Beyond this world, beyond this life, before, this dawning....
Vivid endless colors, in crystal clear clarity, everywhere, and within, everything!
Chitter chatter, voices and laughter, in need, of no guide
For 'The Light of Light,' has now made His abode, forever, inside ~
Walking upon the stars, as if they were stones across the brooks
Vestiges of beauties, long forgotten, standing before my sight
Truths once considered myths, now appearing, before my eyes
This endless gallery, boundless, as if scetched upon a single page
A canvas, wherein space and time, no longer do they exist....
Dreamendons cherubim ships, sailing forever into the ports, of 'Zions Eternity!'
"All Aboard"~Faces I have known, precious, since the beginning of days
Smiling as they pass me by, riding upon, 'The Wings of Pegasus'
Surrounded by celestial clouds, brilliance breathes, while bringing them home ~
A moment filled with humble thankfulness, and unspeakable, "Love!"
Bursting inside, the hearts of children once again, singing and rejoicing
'The Prince of All Tides,' with endless vision, adorned, and within their midst....
This place of glory, walking through the mouseion, with a key given unto myself, by
A doorman dressed in prismatic colors, mercions virgin, with eyes, like transparent glass
Golden smile, laced in diamonds, with waterfalls of warmth, within His hands ~
Flowing upon me, as He touches my palm, while placing this key, within my soul!
"Welcome" He said, as I opened the door, and, 'He stepped inside,' the....
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Renaissance Man
Renaissance
Time has overtaken age
and caught the years in its wake,
insisting that all follow
at a pace which increases
with every day of life.
The elastic years of childhood,
when every moment is crammed
with new life and excitement,
give way to mundane monotony
with little to inspire or thrill.
Time steals the solace of Spring
and hides it in eternity
for our renaissance.
Divine love was never broken…
Misplaced temporarily from treasuring tokens…
Emancipation unfolds when wisdom is spoken…
Mount Sinai is churning…
The fire of expansion is burning…
The bush of conscious life experience is glowing…
Christ Consciousness the human knowing…
Here is my core essence...
Dancing is the presence…
Tapping together my red ruby slippers…
Sending alchemy prayers within gracious giving whispers…
I am just as the deer; wandering wondering foraging…
Memories of my past hence forth get behind thee…
I am my master; using alchemy protecting my energy...
Love from the heavens sets this being amongst the fluid flow...
Here is my growing...
See it unfolding…
This is my ending wrapped into my beginning…
Yin and Yang player upon the stage Samsara…
Cleansing and releasing past Samskara…
Upgraded; this one is a hybrid of previous understandings…
Seeing for infinity; living for eternity…
Creatively writing my story; I am the hologram of life, playing…
Be here with me…
By being here within you…
A lovely day is over now
As Ren Faire comes to a close
As whimsical stories are told by all
Faire goers share the keepsakes they chose
Now there is quiet in the woods
Wide-eyed children must now leave
The crackling campfires start to burn fierce
As wild tales begin to weave
Drums and lutes are heartily played
Panpipes and mandolins sound
The village comes to life with glee
New friends and lovers are found
An earthly vibe begins to rise
Troubadours can now start to croon
Kings and Queens come ever so near
The night sky shines behind a radiant moon
As time stops for these noble artists
Their magic will live on
The wings of time will bring them back again
From morning until dawn
Sitting betwixt these margins outside their box; exactly
Where they wish as need to be ? Growing somewhat weary
Artsy-craftsy's aurora australis articulations; dangling in poetics
Literaturistic high wires acts an arobic miscalculation ? Lese majesty
Essential's evolution morphed their scenes alabaster she and, a revolution.