Harp On Poems - Poems about Harp On

...In the fabric of night, poets craft their dreams, With the thin thread of the moon and fingers intertwined with falling stars. They seek perfection in the world's crevices, in the uncertainty of th......Read the rest...

... The lady was quite civic minded, as a nun she always presided midnight to noon on the harp until her old dog did bark Mum I fear your tune is one-sided! ......Read the rest...

...innumerable miniature bliss bubbles explode illuminating fully the head ovoid methinks dear heart, we’ve struck the mother lode reality as we once knew it is destroyed the Bindu point becomes......Read the rest...

...A secret accord written in breaths, Configured in kisses and celestial caresses, A saga-rhapsody we inscribe in flights of love, Upon this stringless harp called Love. Ancestral pact, Woven from......Read the rest...

...Look around, lovers with temptations are everywhere: do boy's shy eyes charm a naive girl, who believes they are true and that he tells no lies? Think about nothing, except me and assure me......Read the rest...

...My mind is a sea at dawn flush with the colors of a song. I know that it could do no wrong as it travels through and on. She came to me with smiles fair and wished that I would have a care. A......Read the rest...

...What is the taste of happiness, ask the trees rooted in tale, And the wind brings on southern wings answers hidden in crests. Is it sweet, like golden apples from immortal orchards, Or bitter, lik......Read the rest...

...“Forget the injuries, never forget kindness” ~ Confucious To the faceless names I’ve phased, forgive the silent sunsets, frozen in time, and remember thin cinnamon skylines, how ink c......Read the rest...

...as bliss pheromones mingle we feel our enlivened spine tingle poised in stillness, our attention sharp kundalini ascends upward, playing a harp the harp we speak of has thirty three str......Read the rest...

... summer salsa sauce tangos through tall twisting trees wind winds her heart harp January 18th 2021 ......Read the rest...

...Chapter 1: The End of the Eastern Gilded Age 'Twas thrice yon 'ere time clichés galore, albeit, one two many times, that fairy tale's opening wouldst hitherto a harp. History, the effects of nar......Read the rest...

...Things aren't the same anymore There's nothing to account for I wish there was a painless way to end things I wish you no longer had access to my heartstrings They aren't the same strengt......Read the rest...

... As heartrose epitaphs swathe earthly echoes with swelled up w a v e s of spiritual sirens, sea-fairies collide with honeysuckle footprints, traced by mint-green manta rays al......Read the rest...

...In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, It all appeared like sheer fantasy. Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat To drive away myself to sink ......Read the rest...

...Tonight, let the wings descend, Glimpses of the sun dive into the clear horizon. The moon petrified, from her golden throne, is a spell, Step, queen, into the night that is just about to ignite. ......Read the rest...