Canvass Poems - Poems about Canvass

...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......Read the rest...

...Blue twinges of lament cast gaunt shadow o’er my dreadful pang as a grim mist segued into dark claustrophobic cantons where rabid zeal of hearts once smouldered from magma’s deep red vein Y......Read the rest...

...Writing for me is fun Like painting words under the sun Even in intense of heat It makes the rhythm in my heartbeat On limitless canvass, I draw I paint of beauty and sometimes flaw I w......Read the rest...

...The night closes the windows, and The sky has become a crystal house, Shining crystal windows, The Moon Has sketched through them - Through the entire alabaster sanctuary. A single star was sen......Read the rest...

...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......Read the rest...

...First blush fountain azimuth of hued rays wet patio shrub basket in the haze zealous heartland tower cry as life force celebrate and savour August rare days Magenta skylines cluster silken clo......Read the rest...

...Blue Waves usher ocean dream enchanting ripples, whose hypnotic spell oozes charm, for yellow dawn pearl-eyed first light riser’s coastal fog, stunned by the heavenly turquoise canvass ......Read the rest...

...Blue Waves usher ocean dream enchanting ripples, whose hypnotic spell oozes charm, for yellow dawn pearl-eyed first light riser’s inner fog, stunned by a heavenly turquoise canvass of tidal......Read the rest...

...Wild Leafs flutter in a hue-laden town, windows creak open, spritely faces gleam, cheerful air burgeoning, no need to frown, sweet fragrant coffee dock, a gust of hot steam, just rejoice as the h......Read the rest...

... Imagine an oil stroke on a virgin canvass an image coaxed out by a velvet hand pas de deux artist and brush here comes the wind and suddenly, I appear out of nowhere Imagine my memories......Read the rest...

...On a shattered pebble beach my kernel, becomes this dervish dancing to the maniacal symbol rash tune, of inchoate monsoon grass beat timpani, that’s dimly frowned on by sonic virtuoso, but terms ......Read the rest...

... Life is not as sweet as a bowl of golden glace cherries, nor is there a golden illuminated future for a fruitless mind. Trembling hands and gritted teeth disguise my disorderly brain, feeling......Read the rest...

...As a painter Brushes and strokes Fortunes on the canvass Every Dab of paint a scene The Poet's brush are words Dabbed on the canvass of the mind Painting pictures with words The audience cre......Read the rest...

...(In Nordic mythology Asgard is a location associated with the God) He darkened my skies to make way for the stars said she inside her lonely Universe there wasn't any "we" and the musi......Read the rest...

...INTERVIEW WITH A DYING TREE- I stand erect I embrace we You cover me I am under you us Grounded together we two I am of you, we both stand in the wind Both sprightliness, ye......Read the rest...