Colonnade Poems - Poems about Colonnade

...volcanic activity liquid magma cools contracts chisels rasps measured patterns settling to hexagonal colonnade morphed entablature unique marvel unsigned sculpture......

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...he waived cross examination innovation had suffered a sucking head wound and the Mossad was after my ass a post Ragnarok picnic with a fire on the ice hot enough to fry a penguin steak code bre......

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...SCARLET BREEZES Scarlet breezes swirl through the square, Beckoning us to come In bright, elysian fare. A cello and a drum, Clarinets and trumpets Arise and stir and glitter in the fountain......

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...Now lady fair watched Segundo walk beams and she felt shudder go up spine with sight. This Segundo, with balance fine it seems, walked rails as he walked colonnade just right. Bald male, now maki......

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...El Segundo walks boards and he doth show good balance warning native youths who dare to make him stumble they must show some care. Then carriage he now leads to colonnade, and waits for family's ......

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...Good Father Saez was right about the rain. It didn't beat against the wooden door. Without the rain their carriage they could gain, and Jose made his way down tiled brown floor to seek the colonn......

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...Colonnade of Spanish style here State's first time brick plaza seen near Sacred old bells chime loud most clear Knees, heads low bow Holy cemetery's so dear Saints rest, sleep now......

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...Your castle has a moat to mark for the unawares the point of danger, the change of rule. My fort has a juice box Your castle has a drawbridge to allow in only those who pass the "Hark! Who g......

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...Enea, at the Scottish Court The critics claim that this is far the worst of all the frescoes. Enea the star? No inkling here. Can that be James the First? And that’s the Clyde? It looks m......

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...That afternoon at Highgate When my life had paused awhile, Old graves and headstones greeted With their sad and forlorn smile. Smirched epitaphs stared at me My call they wanted to know, T......

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...In a peculiar puny town nestled in western Massachusetts, There lives an enchanted mansion in the Wilbraham woods, Hidden in the hills away from the eastern city's pollutants, Where the creme de l......

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...Once wars were fought with sticks and stones to flog the flesh and batter bones and conquer lands, defending thrones - though gods provoke, not one atones. The multitude (by hordes beset with......

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...I do not know why Specters walk in solemn procession on the cool nights of Autumn, and always in places where they lived and loved and suffered or breathed the last breath of life. It would seem, th......

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...The chilled musky air torments the aging Saxon stone; whistling through the aisles, the sound reverberating as it sweeps along the colonnade. Moonlight penetrates ancient glass stained windows, i......

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...The tender, torpid sun floats bored and heavy over vines And casts his gentle, crimson rays upon the Apennines. Above the calm and golden hill, Agrippa’s villa stands: A marble mansion reigning f......

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