Unspoken ideas are art galleries in ruin, frescoes on the walls of our weary minds
Unspoken ideas are art galleries in ruin, frescoes on the walls of our weary minds,
From them were born the wars that tore humanity apart through infinite epochs,
Unspoken words melt into the air like musical notes you will never hear,
Yet they are there, scattered in your soul like dancing ghosts.
I turn back time to destroy peace,
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Categories:
galleries, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening strings its somber beads
Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening strings its somber beads,
The echo of a twilight stifles discreetly on the plain bound for eternal crossing;
Floating, floating over the velvet of darkness seeking its release.
Diaphanous sages, adorned with the silver of silence,
For their words have not shaken the profound realm with arrows of stars, they
Do not willingly
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Categories:
galleries, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening beads its somber pearls
Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening beads its somber pearls,
An echo of twilight suffocates discreetly across the plain towards eternal passing;
It floats, it floats over the velvet blackness seeking escape.
Ethereal sages, adorned with the silver of silence,
For their words did not shake the profound realm with comet darts, they
Reluctantly cast their shadow towards the
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Categories:
galleries, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Day One
Such a lot of things I'd do,
The books I'd read
The shows I'd see!
I'd sip long galleries
Of half-forgotten pleasures.
He went to school, the youngest,
Not big enough to tie his shoes,
School case in his chubby grip,
Smiling, eager, new...I sit and
Silence creeps about uncluttered rooms.
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Categories:
galleries, school, son,
Form: Rhyme
Santa Fe
“Santa Fe”
Santa Fe, Santa Fe,
Oh Santa Fe,
Take me home to Santa Fe.
Where mountain peaks
Are bathed in gold.
Where artists and seekers
Come to unfold.
Where natives live in ages past
Stair step terra-cotta
Rise on desert floors.
Where artists come to paint and play
Calling all to Santa Fe
Dream maker’s dreams
Come true in the
Travertine
Aisles of Canyon Road.
Take
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Categories:
galleries, adventure, art, beautiful, city,
Form: Free verse
Galleries of Life
Galleries of life, ignorant and tough,
Sometimes as sandarac’s incense, usually morose.
I erase bluntness that grew a cravat around my heart,
Abominable inheritance riveted into the soul of farce,
But there is nothing more valued in life than experience,
And there is a bag-full of it in every one of us.
No remorse or isolation, nor any type of solitude
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Categories:
galleries, life,
Form: Free verse
Depositoria - Galleries
In a gallery full of fine art
My heart goes off the chart
My hair isn’t long
but I’m pretty strong
I'd love to haul it off in a cart
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Categories:
galleries, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
Galleries of Love
In the hearts many chambers
Stored away are museums
Cherished moments giving love...
Receiving amour
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Categories:
galleries, devotion, introspection, love
Form: Dodoitsu