Ethereal Poems - Poems about Ethereal

As the ethereal guitar mesmerises My soul responds As if I dipped into a melodic bath Of perfectly curated Lovingly tempered Heart massaging Candle flickering Water A fragrant tune invades My nostrils Flaring as the warm Moistened air tumbles by The world merges into Perfection Harmony Stirring The resonance Of childhood memory Percolating through the mist As sliding strings Caress my ears My mind drifting Towards that past Safer place Yet this mesmerising...

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after “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth I wandered weightless as a feather, a muted plume from mourning dove. A tuft afloat in breezy weather connected now to skies above; as long as winds will carry me from over fields and out to sea. My glad esprit more free than birds, detached from mortal...

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I was an ethereal shadow in the corridors, a whisper of denim and shy glances floating among them, Invisible in their noisy bustle, a ghost with a too-polite smile, always on the edge, Their notes flew like grenades, exploding into laughter that tore through the silence eating away at me inside, I wore their words like a second...

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How do I feel? More than the touch of a hand, it is the stirrings of the soul like the brush of the winds encircling the quiet eye of a storm. Do I feel the shadow of your pain cast upon my face? Do I feel the warmth of your imagination surrounding me? Do I feel the softness of your moist lips with your tender...

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I refuse to comply with contests whose requirements are nigh impossible, amuse the contest-setter with my inadequate and bound-to-lose creations. An old-school kind of guy, I hold outmoded, prehistoric views: am frankly somewhat disinclined to vie with writers who (I’ll be blunt) abuse the edicts handed from on high, namely, poets pay their dues (so call me due-or-die), not with modern ruse, but rather by songs whose blues defy cues. ...

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Dedication Part II to Loretta Waterfall words steam with her soul truth Her heart blinks with hope to cherish others Experiences of expression radiate in sun's royal rays From Christ's heart to her hand she carries the broken Her rose petal heart shaped face glows with universal eyes She is a blessed ballerina swirling with Scripture Time blushes...

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You taste as if twilight were— lavender swirling like smoke from the earth licorice lingering with the full moon’s soft pull a sweetness both dark and divine. Your skin sparkles with starlight electric and soft as moth wings. We sip the pink sky lemonade lakes cascade through our fingers time unspools between our hands while the past drinks from our open palms. The air crackles...

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Ethe-real, looking at what is more.? Quantifiable mass There is much more space than can be measured or Weighed..Millenia.? Who has lived one Methusela almost' And so some of humanity tries, to take the reigns of power Yet all things belong to God.' Seen and unseen, strong or Weak.'...

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Warm my heart touch the sky Sail beneath these stars by and by Winds carry my spirit see Shaped clouded memory Sail uncharted sextant Steer from journey’s door Upon a whispering memorial Once evermore Spirit soar whispered tale Deliver mentioned set sail Leave this season for yet anew Carry this treasure ado To You !...

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In a state of half a dream and half awake I await tantra trinkets shine in pieces across night skies scattered stars the litter of our synchronized wishes broken symbols of our disenchanted rune cosmic poets cursed the lutestring verse rhymed for us I’m lost astray a pearl loosed from a...

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an enigmatic     esoteric experimental   process with  innate distilled satisfaction intricate  tangents   of chaotic immediacy ennounced an essence of abstract      phenomena  of vagueness  In an open-ended happening of concepts  & fragments  in perplexing characterisation ...

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Silver orbs of night dissolve in radiant beams, Ethereal symphonies surrender to thy gentle dreams. Clouds, parched with passion, dissolve in sapphire skies, My life's tumultuous sea subsides in thine enchanting eyes. Art thou a celestial zephyr or lotus of divine hue? Thou illuminest the guiding stars of my heart anew. Is this a chromatic vision or karma's sweet design? Thou hast...

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In misty heights, where clouds embrace the stone, Our souls ignite, no longer flesh and bone. Dawn breaks, a spark across the dreaming sky, As master's words make reality fly. We climb through realms where logic bends and twists, Our minds are ablaze with wisdom's amethysts. Noon's golden fire reveals a hidden door, Beyond which time... flows backwards, then no more. The master...

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In the ethereal quiet of twilight's embrace, Where shadows weave tales of existence and pale light, Death steps softly, a silent harbinger, unveiling The veiled truths that our lives have cloaked in illusion. In the reflective mire of our fleeting moments, We see the chords of our actions, woven from threads of triviality, Mistakes carefully crafted into a tapestry of miscalculations, A...

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To create art is to dance with the unseen and the ethereal, A mystical journey, an enigma even to its creators. Poets feel this deeply, A difference they can't yet define, an unspoken aura. Within them, emotions boil in a vast cauldron, Every wound they bear, every fleeting joy, becomes magnified, Everything brings pain. Everything. They traverse this world as vessels of...

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