ART!
He painted my death,
With such dedication I've never seen before.
Every stroke of his brush, on that paper, marking out each curve, twist, and turn my body made
As I writhed in pain.
Premeditated murder, or a death masquerading as suicide, or perhaps just an unlucky soul.
My hands on my throat as I choked to death,
He didn't need to add a drop to my tea to pronounce me dead.
Because every time I brushed his gift to me,
I was gasping and blushing at how beautifully he depicted my death,
And swore that it was breathtaking.
It was really breathtaking!
My body was found lying on the green grass,
Sprawled in a weirdly shaped position, just as he had predicted.
I gave him his last gift:
A live picture of me modeling his artwork, in afterlife.
Who would know that arsenic was the green-dye monster,
But was also made into a painting to die for.
Emer
Categories:
emeralds, art, betrayal, dark, murder,
Form: Free verse
The cragged moon, a curdled, midnight bloom,
Where veins of frost, dissect a shadowed room.
A galaxy of mold, on lunar stone,
A whispered legend, soft and darkly known.
It weeps a brine, a sharp, celestial tear,
A pungent phantom, banishing all fear.
Then, amber relics, in a glassy tomb,
Where time's slow fingers, weave a spiced perfume.
Each wrinkled emerald, a sunken, ancient eye,
That holds the secrets, of a bygone sky.
They swim in brine, a sun-kissed, golden sea,
Where sharpness sleeps, and tangy memories flee.
These kindred spirits, in a twilight tryst,
A marriage strange, by starlight's silver kissed.
One, a moon's decay, a noble, bitter grace,
The other, time's own kiss, upon a verdant space.
A symphony of tang, a whispered, aged lore,
Where phantom flavors, haunt forevermore.
A taste of ages, in a shadowed, secret place,
A paradox of pleasure, etched on time's worn face.
A velvet darkness, and a sunlit, sour dream,
Where sharpened shadows, and aged sunbeams gleam.
Categories:
emeralds, allusion, art, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
"emeralds diamonds pearls"
in my world there are no lions tigers or bears
there only lie emeralds diamonds and pearls
make no mistake of what they forever are
such treasures are not sapphires of green
or precious stones of glittering whites
nor are they seashells of pinks or ivory
these jewels are loves from you
holding all grace that is true
SkyWatcher
09-11-22
Categories:
emeralds, love, romance,
Form: Light Verse
Freezing.
Cold.
Numb.
Murder.
Hammer feels remarkably crimson
Brown trees, clean, sway in the chilly breeze.
Dark emeralds dance in the distance,
Snow, white pure, gods above
Resolve, shatters, fears seep in
Twilight dominion.
The fool slams the hammer and dares to ask why?
Just an opinion...
A crack of bone
Something dies a little at a time.
Crimson splashes on high.
The tree was rotting at the core
The wind dies as the ice creeps
The hammer is down deep in the flesh
Bright crimson, the blue sky shown
Murdering
Categories:
emeralds, allegory, allusion, analogy, anger,
Form: Free verse
The Emerald City
Tales of long ago, many a tall story told
When the people spoke so vibrantly bold
Whispers of treasures of emeralds and gold
Hidden away, lost, a kings ransom to behold
Far away, somewhere lost in a dense jungle land
Guarded by a lost, ghostly, savage warrior band
Prepared for a millennium to defend, fight and stand
Silent swift death comes from ancient weapons in hand
Pathway to riches, a treacherous one
For all the emeralds and gold to be won
Will be the spoils to some fortune son
Perhaps a kings ransom, share for none
Countless perils awaits for any bold, foolhardy man
Many fallen lost souls of some obscure absent clan
In all the fickle lost schemes of many a forfeited plan
For there will never be a road to riches for any man
Long ago, daring tales of a lost Emerald City, so I’m told
Speaking of the riches to this very day, treasures so bold
To the gullible, still being sold by the alluring lies of lost gold
Somewhere lost forevermore, in the desires for all to behold
Categories:
emeralds, rainforest, voyage,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
natures green beauty emeralds possess delight never to possess
... CayCay Jennings
January 3, 2018
Categories:
emeralds, nature,
Form: Monoku
Green is the color of emeralds bold.
Wear one and know that soon luck's on its way.
Favorite stone of elves we are oft told.
Emerald green is the color for spring time.
Stone's long been symbol of beauty and growth.
Flowers and trees are renewed in soft clime.
Crystal's found most in Colombian mines.
Muzo and Chivor are famous dig names.
They give gems free of some bluish tinge signs.
Banners of Islam are Emerald green.
Showing the states of Arabian league.
Color does tie them together as seen.
Categories:
emeralds, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme
We were not cut as diamonds,
An expensive bauble with traditions and so many rules to follow,
We were emeralds and saphires,
Hues of sadness and envy,
Longings and jealousy.
And when we collided together as the brilliant jewels we both are,
We forged into one ruby,
The color of flames and desire,
We became the shade of passion,
And an eternal love that will last for eternity.
Categories:
emeralds, absence, angst, care, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Human.
Strangers in beautiful buildings
Bouncing away from each other
Conforming to individualism
Nostalgia.
Pays handsomely for memories
Prays haphazardly for miracles
Drowning in the sands of time
Strife.
Hotdog vendors
Wasting oxygen and living space
Dreaming of superstardom
Debt.
Trapped in a fishbowl in California
Immersed in the abstract
Drunk on force-fed cruelty
Gravity.
Giant magnets everywhere
Littering galaxies
Fettering free minds
Death.
Army dreamers making love
Two-halves human
Tap dancing on Father Time
Colorblind.
Studded with emeralds and sapphires
Caressing each other like a rainforest
Brushing against the clear blue sky
Categories:
emeralds, allegory, death, life, love
Form: Free verse
The blood of Emeralds
In Northern Ireland's streets
Where sides detest
Victims they seek
Religious divide
Neighbours slain
For the life of me
What to gain
These troubled times
Historic sores
Deep rooted pasts
Now to the fore
IRA
UDA
Many guns came out to play
Both sides fell, as they murderously slay
During the week, even Sundays
The Belfast agreement of 1998
This Land of Emeralds, in peaceful state
Neighbours safe to talk again
Never allow the blood, on the Emeralds stain
" Dedicated to all Ireland - The Emerald Isle "
Categories:
emeralds, angst, brother, daughter, death,
Form: Rhyme
Eyes meet,
everything else loses focus,
the air sizzles
between us
becoming an almost haze
that secludes us
from our surroundings.
Emerald green orbs
ensnared by ice blue.
Caught within a stare again,
your will
pulling at my neck,
towards you,
all else seems to hush,
even from across the bar
I can pick out your scent.
Ice blue orbs
ensnared by emerald green.
Eyes converge
on a moonless night,
the melody of the dark
sings in our ears,
serenading the impulses
we hunger to act on,
as the distance between us shrinks
you are almost within reach.
Emerald green orbs
caressed by ice blue.
Locked in a gaze
as our bodies are entwined
claws slicing
into our hides,
blood sliding down our skin
from us
ravaging each other
leaving us panting.
Ice blue orbs
caressing emerald green.
Categories:
emeralds, passion, blue, green,
Form: Romanticism
I do not know where you came
A bright day...
Jewels where they lay
Such things are free
Emeralds and rubies
Dreams
Blue seas
I still miss you
I am not alone
Shadows too
Whispered moan
Emeralds and stars
Rubies and log fires
If you were here too...
Such desires
Soft light,
to fall...
Jewels of fire
You...
Wt all
Precious things,
for me
Memories
Emeralds and rubies
Fiery light to see
Fiery light to be
Categories:
emeralds, happiness, imagination, life, love,
Form: Ballad