Best Vitreous Poems

"Home is Where the Heart Is"



Savages 
behind closed doors
Civilised 
but wild animals
sharpening claws
Humanity 
tries to escape itself
can’t run away 
from finding
"TRUE HOME"
behind closed doors
Now opening windows 
fresh air 
escaping shadows
Legs splayed and arms wide
breathe
"LIFE"
in for once, 
we are empty vessels
noisy prisoners 
in our own skin
Soul...

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Lunging forward a stab to the heart,
vitriol hurled at an unsuspecting soul.
A sarcastic word or comment, thrown in jest,
tearing flesh, leaving a gaping hole.
I was only joking, ha ha, wasn't that fun?
he says to no one.
Why are you hurt?
They're only words you know,
letters put together...

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Seasons

With a chill still in the wind, spring arrives
Clutching her white coat that slowly melts
In Sun's warmth, coaxing blossom's birth.

Humidity heavy with the scent of Jasmine
Announces summer's steamy footsteps
As ripe strawberries share sweet savors.

A harvest moon greets lovely autumn, smiling,
When her frosty breath changes verdant...

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Listening to the Blues on this cerulean night,
my mood dark with visions of ecchymotic dreams 
leaving chalybeous bruises in my crazed mind.

I waited for the turquoise twinkle in your smiling azure eyes
to soothe the despondent indigo thoughts I'm feeling.
Like a vitreous vapor I could feel...

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When all squabbles and wars shall cease
As for the complete world, we will create peace
Individuals ought to be more socially adept,
not scolding one another for being incorrect.

Contemplation involves ample guidance,
and eradicates our pretentious contrivance
We might also switch the soul's floodgate 
Recognizing that we harvest what we...

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(Apropos Of Our Virtuous Queens)

Sitting here in the beauty
of the blackness of night
my mind and its spirit
are spiritually
and geo-physically drawn
up into the reflections
of the full moon
and companion constellations
all surrounded by beautiful black
holes filled with the light of eternity.

Collecting myself
and returning terrestrially,
my focus returns to earth’s...

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"The Onyx Treasure"

formed of bands 
of chalcedony 
in alternating colors 

parallels embedded
cryptocrystalline 
dimension

bands of light and dark 
a strong contrast
a close union

harmonious love
protector of evil 
Onyx

eyes wide open 
talisman of Leo
Capricorn courage

the messages are read 
between the ribs 
of wordy black and white lines

shadows rippling
across...

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Darkness persists,
Then in moments appears the vitreous hue
On the horizon
as vision from nowhere filters through
the benighted heavens
the lonesome moon shivers 
in apprehension 
as her belamy flickers its last 
and regresses into the past

Tranquility resounds everywhere 
a peace so peaceful and joy so joyous 
for everyone...

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I am  so enthralled by a verse
an impressive and virile style conquered
quenching one’s thirst seems hardly emerge
however; all songs, stories and ideas being shared
are gems and have secrets unparalleled when compared

some of the lines titillate the many of my senses
some are like music being...

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That was not a windmill, it was

a beautiful wings-cutting mechanism

with a vitreous red peacock inside

who puts a solar edged Venice afternoon in motion

in a gentle blue square

into which we stuck our wings

so that our heavier-than-air bodies could happily flutter

with one thousand and one flexibilities

on the...

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vitreous  essence  
forever  entrapped,  frozen  
stained   glass   perfection 

~25 May 2016~

Date of First Poem Posted 29 Sep 2005

Syllable count via www.howmanysyllables.com...

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No one seems to see me  
as if I’m a vitreous vase
standing empty 
upon a table 
before a picture window
of transpicuous glass
bright sunlight 
shining through the white 
diaphanous curtain
like the sheer gossamer 
shroud of a silent ghost
passing through the crystal 
of which I am...

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Drowning in  the depths of despair
Their waves of guilt and impotence
Thundering through  his brain
The roar drowning out
The anguished pleas
Of family and friends.

Trapped within the unscalable heights
Of  torment
Walls rendered impenetrable 
By his tortured deafness
His mind thrashed 
For a way of escape.

Born of the...

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My eye produced a floater
And although it felt quite weird,
It wasn’t quite as dangerous
As I, at first, had feared.

The vitreous inside the eye
(A jelly-seeming goop)
Becomes, as we grow older,
Less like Jello, more like soup.

Then little teeny fibers
Clump together in your eye,
Casting shadows on the retina
As...

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