Gemmed Poems - Poems about Gemmed

...An island sunset, when mango moon is calling, Lush palm fronds sway, when the day is stalling. Ivory tailed comet, comes but once in a lifetime, Sitting in tropical sunset, at just the rig......

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...The entrance of Spring, seasons well the vibrancy of greens evolving greener. Age was hers and time was ours, Love is the verbs blossom as roses scented reserve suite line composes, Time marks a q......

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...Inflamed beneath a midday fear, that novelist's story unfolds, Shone angles trending 'neath the Earth to switch sparks till cold, Zeal queues the chosen to fire calm suite blissful psalms dreams sw......

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...As I sit in sunbeam pearls, My gemmed dragonfly visits, noon. Warm regards from red, butterfly world! Purple birds' sing summer tune. Fairy and dragonfly visit, sitting on my silk sunflower. ......

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...As long as I see the sky, I know gemmed sparkle ~ follows dogged blues.......

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...Masses of creamy clouds give me pause, in sweetest summer, as they drift away like honey dreams, in lazy days of slumber. Radiant, world class travelers, changing colors like s......

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...Little Susie was everyone's favorite. She usually caused people to smile; Like bouquets received from yesterday, traveling on mauve, Memory Aisle. Susie Partridge was loved by all, since ......

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... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......

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...I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn, When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns. With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch y......

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...Peonies plum and white on the table of grace at nigh sundown's scarlet; greet the hour with fragrance as dusk becomes starlit. Peonies plum and white bring joy to the evening of gold......

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...I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art ca......

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... Written: February 19, 2024 _____________________________________ Loving with a lucent locus is Lissom, mooring a mystic's sibylline moves as Felicity finds me, I float f......

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... If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D in bilingualarity "come walk with me"? Wallowing a dance a snake charmer fla......

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...I was a successful, fashionable florist, in mild green days of elegant gardens, When an orange sun beamed its pleasure, like locales where lavender begins. I formed arrangements for many occasion......

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...I was an unfathomable mystery writer, producing novels for ardent readers, Much like a mystery of vanishing pearly moon, as sun comes up to greet her. My days were spent devising fresh plots, lik......

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