Glimmers Poems - Poems about Glimmers

The first signs of spring— the lily of the valley bordering the garden. The faint sounds of baby birds: tiniest glimmers of the beauty that surrounds us daily. The green foliage, a tapestry of wonders. Feel the soft mound beneath your feet. A butterfly— a sign of life— flutters away. In the distance, the sound of a baby’s cries— a miracle surrounded with hope. The clouds, so light and fluffy, a different...

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*Playing around with Alliteration The sun softly shimmers with gold glimmers Sanguine sunsets dance marvelous minuets Before falling abed, he briefly bled for having to close his eyes beneath stunning skies when daylight dies Revived, reborn each misty morn With radiant rays, he deftly displays his fading luminous light in flourishing flight ...

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Written: March 1st, 2025, For Brian Strand Contest ******************* In the heart of a howling waterfront, where waves weave whispers to the waning night, I wander through the wilderness, seeking sequins of solace. At the water edge, moonlight swirls as a monsoon,...

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In a city of shadows and glimmers, where glass towers rise like dreams in a starless night, we search for the contours of our own destinies, shrouded in the fine mist of mornings too hasty to greet us, we lose ourselves in the labyrinth of streets where every corner hides an untold story, a long-forgotten memory, lost in the...

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One day mom gave me a bottle sparkling, bright fairy pixie lights swirled around me; all about my room sparkles encircling, the twinkles from the bottle were set free ! Mom, what a wonderful glimmering light, a golden glowing magical dazzle; lights are floating up and down, left and right, oh, enchanted and in a bedazzle ! All about my room light...

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Glimmers... Hold on to the little moments of magic and miracles in the world. See the glimmers (Feel the glimmers) By Michelle Morris 22/02/2024 See the glimmers Feel the hope See the rainbows Embrace the unknown For in each moment There's a chance To catch a star Sneak a glance See the angels Feel their wings See their halos Embrace their peace Feel the glimmers Ignite your soul The angel's blessings Make you feel...

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How long will I love you, often you ask Forever and a day, my love will last Till there’s no blossom or leaves upon trees Or pretty daffodils dancing o’er breeze. Till clouds cease to form patterns in the sky All seas and rivers begin running dry Till all poets have no poetic prose Or night has no beginning, day no close. Till...

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In a world where everything glimmers in a play of lights, The girl with diamond eyes steps forth like a shooting star into the night. With every gesture she makes, she leaves sparkling trails on the city streets, A goddess of time, with diamond hair that whispers forgotten tales. Beneath her brocade cloak, with hues of emerald and azure, Lies...

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In the ocean’s vast and boundless deep, where light begins to cease, A world of silent shadows casts a spell of tranquil peace. Abyssal creatures, luminous with bioluminescent glows, Paint streaks of light amidst the dark, where the deep ocean flows. Jellyfish, like floating lanterns, illuminate the sable sea, Drifting through the eternal night, in a ghostly, drifting spree. Anglerfish, with...

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The treetop glimmers outside my window As light, dancing upon the leaflets - Shimmies about in affable yellow. My gaze can't help but be captivated By light, pure and perfectly aglow. In the wind, swaying charismatically - Every leaf is twirled as a ballerina - Playing with my fragile jealousy. I...

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GLIMMERS so figurative  discerned empty   rising sicing   still waters suggesting the otherworldly gradually emerging to flavour the welcome motifs in   fondness NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable. Copyright...

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In the country we do not have city vison, we have a phosphorus luster, we have snails and worms that turn over a silvered mulch. The slow burn of a late dusk kindles sun-setting shadows – the sheen of beetle clipper-claws. A chitinous moonlight flickers upon crystalline windowpanes. Then there is the glint of gravel in starry waters, unearthed shimmer paths and a leafy luminosity in...

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In the country, we do not have city shine, we have luster, we have the glimmer of voles, the fumes of turbid crawlers under the slow burn of iridescent woods. We who night-watch see from sunken waters, gather light from luminous cisterns. We understand black; how it sheens the clapper claw. On the pitch of the concealed a country ken leads us to a...

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on a dreary stroll tints from night's lamp post glimmer-- calming mournful thoughts 3/18/2019 Writing Challenge 3- March 2019 - Senryu Contest Sponsor: Dear Heart...

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As I am looking skyward on this night, by Mother Nature’s beauty I am blessed, as all the twinkling stars are shining bright, but one white jewel stands out from all the rest, with her bright beauty I am so obsessed. Like Venus, summer’s brilliant...

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