Jewelry Poems - Poems about Jewelry

Yaldabaoth's throat was bound ~ by a necklace of pearls secured by Christ's gold (Inspired by the final line of the Song for Saint Ursula, by Hildegard of Bingen)....

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Every piece of jewelry tells a story Seeing jewelry wears on it defines who you are Wearing it reflect status, class and passion Jewelry is a state of character and taste Make sure yours is a tale of elegance Elegance is the accessory that never goes out of style Jewelry is its perfect embodiment surrounding in its creation Owning...

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Pure and plain like a plump white plum, Evenness of color in a swirling euphoric fog. Alchemy in a shell ready to sell for the chance of romance. Round and rolling right out of Heaven's Chest. Line, string, & loop 'round the neck that is your best. ...

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Quote:"All art is autobiographical. The pearl is the oyster's autobiography". Federico Fellini The Taos Indian crafted jewel, A necklace strung with jade and some other gems. Looked so pretty to me, I bought it on the spot, Presented it to my wife, which she never wore in her life. Once I asked her, why don’t you...

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Police detectives were working on a cold case file. Debbie had been missing for thirty-two years. They described the charm bracelet she had been wearing. Nanette, a girl one state away got out her charm bracelet. Her father had given it to her on one of his business trips. Scotty dog – check, cheerleader megaphone- check, Christian fish symbol – check,...

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I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors, Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour. Functionality and beauty were very vital, so I helped customers each day, To choose materials, colors and styles, like modish spring's latest display. I adored inspecting the final product, and its impact on the whole house; As...

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Gardens of sea pebbles glistening 'neath the moon, shining their finest glow, ride the tide as it slinks away in ebbing flow. Gardens of sea pebbles, bright with seafloor colors, mingle with calm sea life that hug nocturnal shores beside Poseidon's wife. Gardens of sea pebbles bead chains of jewelry sparkling with waning waves that cleanses their design in gems that garner raves. Gardens of sea pebbles vibrant as the youthful Goddess...

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Another day, another protest; who can count them all This one in Vicenza, Italy, near a jewelry mall Where Israeli exhibitors dared to show their faces Trying to attract buyers in public, of all places… Pro-Palestine marchers turned aggressive, then violent ...

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black diamonds are different than white ones They did not form inside the earth They arrived here on asteroids They are from outer space register ten on the Mohs hardness scale and deflect negativity from the wearer...

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Was it fashioned by Navajo? I do not know, I said. But I love it. Maybe it is Hopi, grandfather suggested. Or Zuni. It doesn’t matter to me, I told him. I absolutely love it. I would love it more if I knew, he said. Why does he have to love it? It is mine....

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Was it fashioned by Navajo? I do not know, I said. But I love it. Maybe it is Hopi, grandfather suggested. Or Zuni. It doesn’t matter to me, I told him. I absolutely love it. I would love it more if I knew, he said. Why does he have to love it? It is mine....

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The necklace practically threw itself into my path I kept coming back to take another look at it It was absolutely gorgeous! Were the gemstones real? I put a bid on it, but lost. But never forgot it. It was a beauty!...

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Interesting to me that red coral looks so beautiful next to Turquoise They go hand in hand like grass and trees and ducks and ponds I kept going back to take one more peek Just buy it! My girlfriend urged me. I truly did want it, but I had already bought so much for myself. You deserve it! My inner...

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In galleries of ancient art Were cases filled with rings And necklaces and bracelets, Maybe meant for wives of kings. Or possibly for normal folk, For lots were made of clay, Ceramic beads not different from What might be worn today. Though I couldn’t own these pieces Made in ancient Greece or Rome, I could pay them homage with A little mention in a poem....

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