Draping Poems - Poems about Draping

...I crossed the archives as one walks through a field of ruins. Decrees were bones, dogmas were nails. Kings signed treaties in ink darker than darkness, a pact forged in daggers. Papal bulls oozed ......

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... Climbing cotton clouds float away across canvas of summer sky. Birds bathe in blue bay, to amber nest they fly. Autumn comes with golden spray. Sunburst horizon’s chromatic drape draw......

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...strands of silver green Spanish moss draping from trees swaying in the breeze......

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... A gentle rainfall, of emotions, whispered by the sea. The stage aligned as her gaze meets mine, a golden treasure to me. A cave of solitude, she will find ......

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...You were crafted from grace and intellect A masterpiece of resilience, standing firm in your unwavering independence Yet you have an innate desire To be adorned with affection, cherished like roy......

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... On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart, their harsh whisper in the frozen air the frost-fastened mulberry trees hear, “wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, don......

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.... from thuh straps draping hern shoulders it's linen flowing unto hern hip's limb'z tramp's digits ......

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... An inarticulate artist, I wanted to paint the lone life’s landscape, effervescent, the construed course of a river called desire unrestrained, meandering its way......

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... I drop into a Dresden dreamworld salvation came and fear fluttered away peace and harmony evoke heaven as a stock still image before my eyes within this sleep I must steady my view foster a ......

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...I sit in stillness framed by glass the world outside dances sunlight spills like golden honey. yet within these walls I stay. regret coils..... around me tight as a noose lurking in......

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...Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork;  windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overal......

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...Who now can find lost love, In a world grown cold and gray? Hearts once tender, bruised and bare, Turned to ash in disarray. Eyes turned to the sky, Seeking solace in the stars, But the heave......

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...Ongoing rows of trees branches reaching binding crawling braiding trunks of olive trees capturing my senses warm breeze glides down my spine the ripened forestry handfuls delightful ripen......

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...I’m not an artist I’m not a genius I’m not the largest or coming of Jesus I’m not even close Or even at most I’m just a ghost and I’m draping my clothes I’m just a debt Another regret I’m jus......

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... Fall falls… Draping the world in melodious whispers, Gentling the spirit, drifting with stillness, Stirring awake, the wonders of a heart Who can see beyond the forest’s wise words, to t......

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