Brush Up Poems - Poems about Brush Up

...The Flower and the Butterfly In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace, A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed, Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist, Which caress her form like the softe......Read the rest...

...We, the generation of '50, Time-travelers with stardust in our hair, with memories planted in pockets, Rooted in decades embraced by change, souls adorned with the dawn of the post-war world. We s......Read the rest...

...Her fur used to fly. She used to fly. From the floor to the couch. Once she settled- We’d brush. For years, it was full and youthful. Then it was falling out in tufts, So we’d brush more gent......Read the rest...

...three dimensioned facade incorporating the commonplace flotsam & detrius of the every day brush hand &chisel of conscious ......Read the rest...

...Winter's subtle brush and Spring's balmy stroke On ragged frost to glossy flowers Will on with the heaven's wheel go— A passing through your new older hours, The sun's condolences, for dark power......Read the rest...

...There’s a story untold, A mystery to unfold. Even in her unfinished state, Her beauty will forever captivate. Da Vinci’s hand has started the task, Her delicate face, unable to mask. His......Read the rest...

...Brush off your ant bites. Blind eye the hornets sting. Gone so long with ways of violence. Creatures having done nothing wrong. But it’s fine “they aren’t important”. Legs or wings or hair y......Read the rest...

...I'm praying that you make it I'm aware of what you facing, Life can make you feel complacent but to me you're so amazing, More to me than just a name many may not know your fame, But I know ......Read the rest...

... ”Flowers are the creator’s finishing touch, perfection in last strokes of His brush.”Quote - Poet’s own Zinnia awakes in the morning mist Awa......Read the rest...

...I wish to break through, to heal my soul with the whiteness of words, But they hide in my shadow like shy animals. My story is a forest where the echo of footsteps has been lost, And my pain is th......Read the rest...

... A variety of fine brushes…thin, medium, wide, soft and smooth... to paint landscapes - sky, ocean, tree, at tranquil dawn, my backyard turns into an oasis, A transient escape for peace, san......Read the rest...

...Quote: "In zen we don't find the answers. We lose the questions." ..zen philosophy Beneath the plum tree by the Zen pond's side, Its vivid hues reflected in the water's glide, Autumn leaves, a......Read the rest...

... His assignment was a simple one…to go home…observe his family and then write an essay his teacher entitled, ‘What Love Means To Me’ He did just that…for days he watched his mom…he secretly took......Read the rest...

...I wake up and you're beside me Still sleeping, I watch you dream I think to myself as I do so We make such a perfect team I brush the hair from off your face Then kiss you on the cheek "Good m......Read the rest...

...I look in the mirror There I see the prettiest girl in the world For all her curves and edges She sure is a sight for sore eyes She knows her beauty is a weapon The sharpest she could ever wie......Read the rest...