Daubs Poems - Poems about Daubs

... where the pipeline meets the lake spewing sewage in its wake several snowdrops grow and help to paint God’s earth and as acid rains from clouds upon the litter strewn by crowds lines of daff......Read the rest...

... Artiste, she paints in breathless strokes, Dedicated to the art, the flow, Colors alive, blushing in bold and bashful caresses, Lifting the heart, soothing as laughter. Artiste, she splatte......Read the rest...

..."To look at the world without purpose is to stare into space" The morning's lambent light illuminates my window and daubs shadows on its sill, from the leaves of trees, that rise and fall when d......Read the rest...

...Steam at the mug's brim warms my cheeks From the upstairs window, glassy as the sea A distant island's timber speaks and I watch the sun begin to peak. Below, the dock rattles as bodies s......Read the rest...

...Diluted ink blots splashed at random mingle as improvised calligraphic doodles Spontaneous accidental drips drop to & fro Daubs pressed upon the virgin white Wet,wet colour a sponge......Read the rest...

...Rhapsody of rainbow morphs to morose mélange Bleeding colors bleached from the twilight cloud Rainstorm daubs as blemish on the broken heart The shades of grey paint the frayed linen of love. ......Read the rest...

...Edgar Degas did not mingle so shy he remained single His art self contained & absorbed perfect though expensive 'daubs'......Read the rest...

...Wilted rose petals unable to attract bees. Concubine's mirror holds the reflection of gloom as she daubs rouge on wrinkles. Date: 08/19/2022 Note: For the contest ......Read the rest...

...Lemons, their squeezed juice that trickles down the chin, and slides through the fingers, is the sunlight that warms an April eve' for the first time since the previous April. ......Read the rest...

...As a child I would place my closed eyes in them while she hummed Gaelic melodies. Her smock, it was brown like a butchers apron but without a speck of blood, just daubs of fruit dumplings an......Read the rest...

...fall is spring in reverse green leaves, bud bursts, shrivel to brown, red, tumble down and crumble making pastel collage dabbles of purple orange, yellow scattered in lovely daubs......Read the rest...

...Restful Sun-lit lawns are the soft colors of a buttercup velvet, the bright dapples of lemon-lime. The Summer house is a sunflower adoring the sky. And two pale yellowed leaves of the Ig......Read the rest...

...Oh, my precious child, Let me kiss away your weep - Do not be troubled, the moon but bids good night, Stars whispering their ancient lullaby, Swallowing not, the western reach......Read the rest...

...(inhale) aim, undetermined ... what purpose do I serve? my words only cover pages that ghost the spaces of better intention ... that garland upon my brow bleeds 'neath the clawing shado......Read the rest...

...A watercolor sky at Dawn-washed salmon, and light lemon hues. The colors are reflections, in a lone fresh puddle shaped like a winding stream; in the shiny streets; the gleam of the c......Read the rest...