Carvings Poems - Poems about Carvings

... I am the cascading radiance, between apricot glows of gloaming, when mauve mists shift, mirroring sage seas of love, I look beyond silvery skies whilst selfless stars sprinkle, sizzlin......Read the rest...

...An early breath of air fresh by the cusp of a rising sun up in the sky a gold coin shines bright, tinged in ruby red All of life is good when it is understood by the pilgrim who loves the pul......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...

...It would be a disaster! What would? The defacing of the burial stones. Who am I communing with? The council. Ahh, that's not as mysterious as I'd hoped. I might not have gone into the burial......Read the rest...

...Tight stretched skin, not unlike leather parchment Adorned with scars and burns and such carvings Among the colors, red ink's enrichment Envelops a file cabinet's burnings Advice from the menta......Read the rest...

...Inside of each brain lives a glistening spark , Casting spells onto the native red gum bark. Carvings engrave crucial narratives in mind, Smell of eucalyptus is solely confined. An exotic platy......Read the rest...

...That rambling castle across the landscape bewitched my heart As though divinity has signed, gorgeous is its art. Are the cherubims relaxing, spreading out their legs and hands? Are these archaic, ......Read the rest...

...O great door, Your suede mist has called me here, It beckoned whilst rolling over upon itself towards me, The burnt ash of your bones shows your wear And your wounded song fills me with wonder. ......Read the rest...

...It feels like the world has been struck by a plague of pathological lies, where fictional truth seems to sell better, the allure of imitation glistens even brighter, while superficial......Read the rest...

...Writing on the walls. Is not enough, I have to carve out my words, My non-words, My name. So that when this cave is studied one day… So that when this cave is abandoned one day… ......Read the rest...

...“Chameleons” Chameleons many shades of blue pretty beautiful things given time change their colours not so delphinium belladonna blue Blue sky hypnotises blooms face to th......Read the rest...

...Intercom: the visuals are incredible! The spray of candy corn fireworks and the snowflake stars. Land ho… …and out come the celebrants. They Stick their tongue to the flakes. Catch. the honey ......Read the rest...

...Our love still etched in stone, a lasting mark, In the tapestry of time, through light and dark. Though years may pass, and seasons may roam, In the heart of eternity, our love finds its home. ......Read the rest...

...Gray wings at the edge of a threadbare blue. A feathering that attenuates and denatures. Beneath somber clouds stone angels watch green granite deathbeds crumble in darkening dens. Octob......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...