Brocades Poems - Poems about Brocades

...They both wore florals, paisleys and brocades of gold The maiden and her horse, two kindred souls from times of old Together since they were young, they understood each other Are they looking more......

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...summer haiku - 6-25-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ summer finery summer weaves a cloak brocades of pinks and daisies ~ tadpoles learn to swim......

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...What do think of Gay Pheasant, the Lord, she asked me. Meg had apparently invited him to her afternoon tea. He is a bit persnickety and prissy I said to my cousin. Meg is always being sought by su......

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...Sometimes, when your sparkling spirit waltzes with me to the perfumed periwinkle grooves of saffron breezes, I'm lost in a forever gaze, within those flickering ferns of a nascen......

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...There was a homeless lady, one afternoon, outside the hospital. Was she homeless? I don’t know. She had a ladened shopping cart, which, on TV, is kind of a signature. We were inside, waiting for......

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...I stare at your mythic eyes That bear black onyx in disguise And the long brocades you wear That are just as mesmerizing as your hair And your clear soft skin Pigments perfectly mixed Makes m......

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...The Babe A babe with golden eyes, dirty knotted hair, with hunger for a belly, lies starving, ......

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...His earnest quest for survival Has meant off-and-on revival, Bus boarding to far-off crusades, For weeks avoiding nice brocades… Not anymore one who’d bubble, Sometimes chin with a week’s stub......

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...Blue Stone Sagittarius piano fingers waltzing splendidly upon my laptop. I can hear your nervous ticking heart clapping and tapping— Collapsing there— as the meat philosophers send their brocade......

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...The pine tree stands straight in the clouds, For it is ashamed of any curves and bends. Various wild vines do not concede defeat, They cling and climb to the top to compete. Autumn flowers are in......

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...Life never handed her brocades no silver lining accolades Diligence, her saving grace dreams and faith interlaced She would know the deepest loss become the one to fight the cause Sheltering ......

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...The king was incandescent, In the brocades and creped damasks, His knights and his attendants All surrounded his gilt throne. A multitude was gathered, For the seasonal oration, Warming sons......

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...IRONY My joy that I wasn't born a Nigerian Is that my parents are Yorubas I would have been limited to Naira Mo dúpé pé mo lókó nílé (All thanks, I have a hoe) Mo láyò pé omo alápatà sá lèmi......

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...THE ISLANDS OF IMAGINATION Our trek was in the mind, no ifs or buts : Our trek was amongst the yards of trading estate factories. First factory had piles of metal off-cuts - Pick ‘em......

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...Affluent and formal pink lilies deck the tables; we await the sweet, affected laughter of our friends. Bedecked in bouffant hair-do's perfumes, ermines, jewels brocades and buckled shoes, ......

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