Canvasses Poems - Poems about Canvasses

...What is this creature revealed, when an object hits the surface field? It emits a splash that springs up into the air, like a fountain surging up skyward with flare, to reveal everything you need......

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... Page after page up in flames of his first and last novel For he just couldn’t get it right though he tried with all his might Canvasses of nocturnal life he sl......

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...The studio room had been empty for years. No one ever entered. No one knew why. As empty as shadows and blank canvasses. All that remained there were shafts of light, Where specks of dust danced......

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...Behind a frozen glass window I peer, but not for long despite the pending thunder, to spur an inner gnawing gumption, I turn a chilly doorknob, with great stealth born of winters past, sleet-r......

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...Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships Angst of redundancy seethes from within as l......

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...NOVEMBER MORNING Look out, look out, you all! The November morning, Stunningly painted in the sky, Like a canvas with white streaks In the steel blue background, Brightened by the sun, warmin......

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...Remind me of magical things Enhance my joy, my being alive, Tiny newborn babies who thrive Precious jewels in golden rings, Canvasses of sentient colors Starlit skies of deep velvet ......

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...As with people Art comes in all shapes and sizes – colors and shades, are the lenses of distortion, while the lights of revelation; textures are our sniffing out, the soul like a canine, on t......

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...Broken Seashells, canvasses of lobsters tossed ashore by waves are an open cemetery with endless laments... as green seaweeds decorate them morbidly if they were flowers! I look around thi......

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...It is a dreadful burden to see Life through the eyes of a poet Rambling rivers become languorous heartbeats Cloudless skies drawn as cerulean canvasses of god Winter i......

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...Boring is the passing of idle time, when the day is long and the sunset delays to dim down the taciturn sky with less luminous lights; clouds have full brightness and incredibly become whiter and......

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...Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships Angst of redundancy seethes from within as l......

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...Red and blue blending into liquid purple build spiritual tranquility; violet energies swirl into hues of jubilation and unbound elation, euphoric ecstasy. Lavender sprays engulf t......

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...PIECES Life is a puzzled piece Striding to fix our scattered equation We're all fixing our lives Because none was plain & made on arrival To this galaxy called Earth We all came to fix our pu......

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...crowded canvasses the aim sincerity&truth a certain perfection in a fight against convention to open eyes in amazement poetry depicted painted&portrayed ......

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