Filagree Poems - Poems about Filagree

...Morning sunrise breathed light in filagree burnishing colorful waves across the sea It delicately wove golden threads of lace in dawn's sky while it warmed my face I smiled at the sea's lumin......

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...Dawn dissolves the shadowy face of Night, diluting its image before my eyes. And painting the horizon with Her light; Dawn's reddish glow adds a blush to the skies. Sol rises like a shi......

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...Dancing in a moonlit meadow makes me feel alive. ~ Poet Sunlight surrenders the sky when night takes hold, offering......

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...Fairy lights of insects Fascinate the senses Flaring in the nighttime Feel the magic moment Filagree wings in flight ......

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..."Be like a flower ... gentle, quiet and humble." Quote _ Constance La France Their blossoms faded to shades of amber filagree Now, withered remnants of wh......

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...My dear incredible pen, you are the pinnacle of writing instruments! Looking refined with your elegant ebony shaft and gold-filagree trim, you are a true technological wonder to behold and a master ......

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..."A filigree of snow is fragile and lovely, but even more beautiful when they are etched together." ~ quote by poet Fi......

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...Pushing past fear Pushing past obligatory oblivion Pushing past this pain's sphere Trying to feel things never felt before Never know or seen in darkness desires Trying to be all I can be ......

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...Twilight surrenders the sky when night takes hold, offering the throne to the moon and stars of gold. Luna appears in a sparkling silver gown that glows. She smiles on the world, grace......

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...In my blistered ruined mind I build odd gods, old! They sit in irregular rows, In a crooked cathedral , Like a pantheon of ornate oddities! Each one dusty or lost, I have forgotten Honesty......

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...Alabaster white, brazen in bold can’t be bought or sold! Silent as it is Sinister somehow that alabaster glows? Surface, a bony texture; cracks, fissures like something living once long a......

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...My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound left and right for places I don’t understand. One is gold and ornate but t......

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...OCULUS Is… …about the MOON, its power, its mystery, its simplicity? Its light is soft a pail reflection Of its son. The one always on the run. The moon is an oculus of cold white a......

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...December drifts of white entice my mind - entrap me with a filigree of time-capped waves that ripple and unroll and lay enchantment with a filigree of time-marked lines to shape and sharpen memor......

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...Though crystal stars trans-pierce the sky, The world we see is but a lie: The silvered moon that bathes the lea In waxen light and filagree, The rising sun that coats in gold The topm......

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