Circlet Poems - Poems about Circlet

... A crown, not always metal, not always bright, sometimes, a halo of sweat-soaked hair, earned beneath a scorching sun, a laborer's quiet triumph. Sometimes, the delicate curve of a newborn's s......

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...Novgorod’s primeval pearl, white circlet of the free Once lost and forgotten in the Kievan sea Veiled in millennium old shells, made from wax and birch Grave of pure souls liberated, cast from the......

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...Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown, Frills and strawberries, Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, As my eyes hysteric with confusion muse on this loss. I gather the lumps......

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...She wears a gown of saffron silk bordered with black leaf lace, the moon her silver circlet clasp with sparkling stars encased; she dips satin slippers in the sea, we her opalescent footprints t......

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...Words_ in my garden@ the edge of thorns. Population cultivation of shrapneled bones. My thoughts, mine, alone. My as she helixed the change of elixired kool aid and iced earth, Ayahuasca tea ......

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...Circlet is the head piece I wear in a wedding while I'm being a flower child crowning......

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...The redwoods’ fairy ring, wall in a family secret Only, not all roots dig as deep… Parched, some shrivel, loosening the circlet Shush….the tallest ones whisper steep Elegance alas, the needy on......

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...“We have no milk,” you speak quietly in a tone reminiscent of another’s observation that wine had run out at a wedding feast. Miraculous transformation of wine or milk from pitchers of water......

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...Earth digestion bland which fuming dispersed so much the awaken quiet rest, short when touching last best morning awaken o dear husband, all scream here are the same!? How mark grove liquid sits and......

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...Under glowing heaven and the sound of birds flutter and quarrel. A path to a bush of roses and blue forget-me-not to a circlet etch bench, couple sit. Her sweet beauty bewitching, he lifts hi......

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...When Rome ruled the world,power was king, A freedman proudly unveiled his iron ring; In later years of olde, The forefinger,the preference of the bold; The middle by the prudent and discrete ......

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...That we love is unquestioned, not a point of controversy, Our marital or partnership ring is personal and never mandatorily issued; Youth lets us find it in order to keep and hand it on a generati......

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...Just like old times there's her familiar features Peeking shyly up from the snow-clad earth, Hair adorned with circlet of dainty flowers. Beautiful Springtime.......

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...Against a browning hill oak trees' bleeding limbs are stretched; some drops release to softly fall some cling to dry encrusted scars. A few short months and we will walk beneath the springing......

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...Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid; She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made And wrapped about her braids to grace her forehead like a crown; Her thick and shining......

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