Best Tracery Poems

We Look Up At The Family Of Tracery Architecture

Tracery architecture began seeing the light
From the Gothic Age on it gained its birthright 
Its beauty spread...

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POWERFUL CONCEPTS
daring
to return
in
enthralling
  &
radiant
grandeur
bright emblems
 in freefall
of
nostalgiaa
  resembling
a
galaxy of
    frozen
spectacular
fragments
forever passing
as
drifting shadows
in an
astral accidentn

 explosions
of all kinds
painstakingly
  &
marvellously
 spread
out  greeting
the arrival
of the  deeply
 ambiguous
perhaps
 an allusion
 of  transformation
 something from
 nothing
  melted down
&
 refined
evocative of
minimalist
  tracery
in the
 abstract
of
 tangles
of
 vibrating  
clouds
through
the
 lens
of
beautiful
innocent
ignorance
potent
with
significance
 trying to speak
through
a  heap of
discarded matter
 subtle
& capacious
&
 drifting
a sense of a mind
unfolding
stretching
 adding
 words

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently...

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Look for me where stars collide,
somewhere in the great divide
betwixt and between the here and now
and the wild blue yonder of what and how.

In the...

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Wintereinbruch / Onset of Winter / Inicio del invierno  

Tage verschwimmen im Nebel.
Eisblumen malen Gesichter
an die Fenster 
und die Zeit steht still
wie eingefroren.
Lange schon...

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				Lux Nova
			(after Notre Dame)

The light at Suger's
	 St. Denis
precursor for mighty Notre Dame
Paints both floors in color.
Transliterated from the glass of guilds
	Tracery and mullions 
Adumbrate
A...

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Ages ago bygone childhood delighted 
   especially Florida (sunkist) grandpa
Harris (Aaron) indulged jais nais sais quois 
   kibitizing lovingly, mirthfully
naturally offering...

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Fingertip tracery on black lace.
The exploration of excitation.
Upon an all too…open face.

Fingertip tracery on black lace
Swollen, pulsing, damp, full;
The exploration of sensation.
Upturned hips, caste and...

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Snow greets my eyes, all is quilted in white;
some red berries for colour, a pink rose,
delicate tracery of trees impose
silhouettes, for me delivering delight.
As a...

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The grand, half-ruined Parthenon,
once a sublime, Doric grace,
Even now, in broken, stone blocks,
always takes my breath away.
The rich, classical detail,
fluted columns without plinths,
to imagine what...

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The vigilant Knight of Winter stretched out his frost-lined hand

Gauging temperature changes over the desolate land

His trailing snowy mantle skirts the overhanging bower

Welcoming dawn's re-emergence...

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Ah you and I; such an unfathomable affair, 
So contradictory to logic and reason and safety – 
In being together we have thrown all caution...

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To gaze into a campfire at night
And see nothing…
For the common man
Is an impossible feat

For one’s primal brain (not unlike a moth)
Is drawn to the...

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All nature’s linked, the heavens with the earth,
in star formations, gas, galactic dust,
elusively in roles of death and birth
however random seems their wanderlust.
We peer in...

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This is a dangerous man. Seduction‘s tendrils lace
thumbs at collarbone, his digits wind round behind.
Manicured, long, clean…fingers, made for face tracery,
pulling back shoulders and raising...

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spring blesses with scent a mind 
encased in February’s mummy-swathe.
I drop my rags of winter 
stretch out on the warmed porch
thought steps lightly on to...

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