Best Umbral Poems

There’s an ancient
thing of wisdom
in a cavern
in the sea;
deep down in murky waters
lying, sleeping peacefully.

At times it will awaken
take a travel-contemplation
or perhaps a short vacation
to collect new wisdom-seeds.

Sometimes it peeks
out from beneath
those liquid silvery waves;
then it dives and waters quiver;
just like diamonds on a river.
Then...

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Lunar
                                           Anisha Dutta	

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Sometimes I walk in shadow
Or do shadows walk in me?
For in their umbral, empty glow
The dark is all I see.

The distant light of hope appears,
A pin-prick in the night.
I find the weight of all my fears
Enough to block such light.

I reach out just for something,
But...

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My heart quite deep within me quakes
when darkness steals the sky.
The night rolls out its raven cape
and stars from shadow, fly.

Gray threadlike clouds adorn the deep
and look down as to spy.
The silence of each long, dark hour
is nightfall's strong ally.

Below, on earth, from our purview
we...

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Shadow trees 
On gentle breeze, heave 
and lip the edges of a sanctuary 

Hallowed space, of union graced 
In liminal hour 
Protected 
where dappled light plays cupid to our delight 

Crepe paper garlands 
Seek to adorn us 
Fugitives in search of respite 

No penetrating eye...

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In dusk's umbral mist
phantoms hover 
across August's white embers,
humming their pale lilac chant
through bare trees
chiming with fledgling icicles.

Fields of vestal amethyst
splay past frozen fences
and sepia skeletons
of summer grass.

I listen
to diaphanous lyrics 
of a mauve moon
from my gelid porch,
throwing coffee
from my hot cup
to watch it freeze
in...

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Translation of David Broza's " ! Ay Amor ! Que seria de mi ! " by T. Wignesan

( I'm not certain if this' s the original title of the lyrics composed by Eitan Nahmias GLASS. My translation is made from the translation into Spanish by...

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ode to shadows

as i peer out the glassed portières
penumbral visitations mock me; dare they
deign to scare this parched crypt of
adrenaline and cortisol, usurped by unquiet
scourges over lifetimes' rebirth?

steps shifting in the dark, familiar and
beloved; the shushing and stirring, commit
to draw me near; umbral amici and...

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Ocean in the umbral limbo
   sea breeding of Plasticized fish garbage 
         it's not real hell but it seems...

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There’s an ancient
Thing of wisdom
In a cavern
In the sea;
Deep down in murky waters
Lying, sleeping peacefully.

At times it will awaken
Take a travel-contemplation
Or perhaps a short vacation
To collect new wisdom-seeds.

Sometimes it peeks
Out from beneath
Those liquid silvery waves;
Then it dives and waters quiver;
Just like diamonds on a river.
Then...

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A sapphire moon has come to rest
upon evening’s blue lake crest;
faeries conduct concert crickets
and frogs sound bass among the thickets.

In umbral movement shadows weave
playing round about the trees;
a glowing orb of celestial light
upon horizon, sits with delight.

Tree branches wave their greening leaves,
whenever there’s sufficient breeze.
With...

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Night falls with haste, endowed with dark despair,
and spreads its raven wings across the land.
The lifeless shadow chills the stagnant air,
and grips the world with melancholic hands.

Immersed in black, I wait for heaven's light,
for only sanctity can pierce this haze.
The fair nocturnal gem that purges...

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Cast of shadows, courtesy of candle,
Light fading unfolds the same tale at dusk.
Soliloquized retellings of scandal,
Lengthy but worthy, as faults to unhusk.

Memories gone cold, my table setting,
Echoing attenuated laughter.
Plates piled high with the feasts of forgetting,
Still doleful hungers linger thereafter.

The flickering cloister of flames confer,
Enkindling...

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Death be thy raven's blackened plume
And hunched in cape of sordidness
A tower's age of wealth's illume 
Becries a pallid nothingness
Where scream escapes an umbral torn
Of ravaged souls in weeping due
The chill of wakes those come to mourn
From air to light the passage through
And mists deform...

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That's when day and night
succumb together
in a dark kiss ...
Umbral silence
wear the gray afternoon
of a fatal red ...
By day we do
the life
that at night sleeps ...
After the blue
exsanguine is extinguished
mirrored morning shines ...
It is not up to the world
say live
it's up to us to live...

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