Best Statuary Poems

Winter whitewashes Autumn's array,
but you're confident Spring will soon show.
Yet, as Winter buries Fall's decay,
depression deepens like falling snow.

Snow-laden trees, like sculptures of clay,
stand as...

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I heard an angel speak last night and he said “write”
             by Elizabeth...

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Standing all alone in the woods;
eyes shut, I feel the lilting light.
Sun dodges needles through the crown,
beams land on my skin softly so.
Brisk breezes quicken...

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His shop is filled with the finest treasures
The artist walks ‘midst his imposing creations,
By the marvelous statuary, and original pictures.

Artifacts collected from myriads of nations
Featuring...

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It only takes a few years gone
for everyone to forget that song;
though often later generations
will not keep their venerations
of cherished family now long past,
faint memories...

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The Totem      ©

The totem speaks of the tribe’s history, lore, 
deeds of courage
Animals, fish and gods
 carved in reverence,
from a...

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The late may sunlight is bathing a monument of Nature
so colossal in sculpted vertical structure
that it may very well be the palace complex of forgotten...

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It was the first trip to Europe for Miss Hews
who was terribly shocked by statuary views.
She thought it a sin
to show so much skin.
Some of...

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Amid the flowers ever blooming, ever fragrant,
Amid the stone pathways edged with brick,
Amid the gravel I peacefully walk over, 
Hearing the slight crunch beneath my...

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The Kung Poo Master, he literally, lives the ancient art of Kung Poo.
He senses and knows, before you do, that’s there’s going to be a...

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I came to see you at the remodeled hospital
there were bright tiles, statuary Marys, and assorted saints
"full code" was on the door.
We talked about your...

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As Adam’s gift emit into her statuary,
The echo in her spine, screamed and cracked because of the screw
Her Ebonics layer was smooth and soft
As her...

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I acknowledge my status as a stranger inappropriate clothes old habits out of sync with wasp 
and wren i admit i dont know how to...

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There's a place of sanctuary,
That shows me a face of statuary.
I would travel to the roof,
Where the moon would keep it aloof.

Lie on my back,
Set...

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I've climbed the monkey-sided mountains
overlooking Rishikesh;
a spill of Rishis in the granite bowl below,
each with callous, with incense, with their
various beggaries...each sweet-tongued with 
prasad.

I've bent...

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