Emblazoning Poems - Poems about Emblazoning

... “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn Time has an interesting way of revealing riveting narratives, embossed within ivory ......

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... Take me there, where the daffodils dance, Preening with joy, flaunting nature’s art, Where birds have assembled to watch Sitting atop, prancing from tips of treetops, Tuning lyrics of cherry bl......

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...Whispering word Silent in sound Hushed as a valley Forest surrounds Peculiarly present Once realized Emblazoning silence Wandering by Making a statement Barely unheard Leaves in the sum......

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...At Stonehenge poised for morn in deepest darkness, We beckon Lady Ceridwen, our Goddess Crone, And mark Samhain’s quiet constant stillness, To death in Yule we walk with magic to the stone. Dark ......

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...Over upon an oasis where the cool wind blew Bejeweled and as precious as the morning dew Just as the pale light of the rising sun renew Emblazoning as the day more beautiful grew Could then the......

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...The harvest specter of Artemis levitates in midnight sky beyond a temple's frail bones. Her aura imbues the marrow as haunted zephyrs breathe imperial runes culled from quarries in the scint......

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...Bewildering Yet, astonishing Is how the leaves are emblazoning With such stunning Coloring. They are capturing The essence of fall. As the wind is blowing Through the trees it's whispering......

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...On your mark! Thus day light becomes dark And the ticking clock Dances frighteningly away Right behind my back With burdens hanging loosely on the rack. Set?! Still unsettled while night spr......

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...I bow down before the break of day... Where the feeling of melancholy apprehension fades by the emblazoning and dilating skies Yet the stillness behold a sensation even amid the hues and cries. I......

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...Tippy toeing across the desert sand cracked Cement stepping stone road We venture towards The blooming onion bonfire that Rises like a medusa’s hair in a galaxy fueled by the heat of a dying star T......

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...A leadened heart devoid of trust until an alchemist came along, turning it into gold- Or so it seemed... Trust, broken trust. It was now a locket that held secrets, that had a key protecte......

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