Byzantine Poems - Poems about Byzantine

... “Nightingale and Roses” the heart burst open like a canary cracks open its cage with a song listening to the nightingale with roses flying like a throatful soul escapi......

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...Seal fin de siècle with unheard celebration though two thousand nine hundred will be here in seventy five years, a mere blink of the eye never to early to think about fêted occasion which mar......

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...follow the poolside shadows Venus of Delphi daughter of bitter waves peek through the peephole of my glaucous thorax open your byzantine eyes and spurn your locomotor ataxia one glance at ou......

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...Star of the Sea, dolorous and Byzantine, throw your royal blue cloak over me, She who weeps, La Llorona in Kahlo’s Casa Azul, paint my heart gold under a prehistoric cobalt blue vault of heaven,......

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...Three days in - three days of school - and it’s like I never left. In school, you can get oversaturated with screens. I like books. They have a sense of permanence, they don’t glare back at you, ......

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...my sea it belongs to me and my boat i float clarity of sealife wee bit of strife this byzantine ocean crystalline of emotion sand slips as hourglass scripts i love the tug time’s tende......

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...Many years ago, I was reading the Revelation and came across the seven churches and thought where were they then and now for civilizations and some countries changed. I didn’t have a clue and didn......

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...In future data, accords the claimants henceforward Christians know or, should know--that both Mary & Joseph were Hebrews and devout status to their faith, was seldomly noted scripturally. After all, ......

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... Written: March 05, 2024 For Edward Ebeh Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh, Hermes, during historical eras of reign, Greek literature thrived—minds free of s......

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...Morning Thoughts Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are still sea green Ten days ago, ......

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...Ghost Gothic Eidolon, Sovereign king Tears begin flowing. Byzantine abandoned. The cloaked statue sits and waits. The tourist lifts her head and sighs. Phantom’s pain she feels his sufferi......

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...A busy Friday afternoon Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone. The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping se......

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...I can never comply with fastidious hygiene Try as thee most persuasive person might, he/him, she/her, they, them... can never wean yours truly always objected being told when to bathe/shower ......

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...Ever wonder why pains progress? The world's under money a' stress, Systems of exchange beat's a' brow, The rich get richer, the poor a' dow. For years on end the lord's not blessed, Thanks and......

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...the light breeze cooled the morning sun daytrip Venice had begun vantage views from a vaporetto inch-by-inch the skyline began to grow St Marks cameinto view etched......

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