Mantle Poems - Poems about Mantle

... That was then…. When the tapestry of contentment enveloped the enthralled expanse exhilarated, of the sensuous sky called life. When the fervent flight was friendly for the esoteric essen......Read the rest...

... Ebullient ecstasy cascades carefree in the winding valley of the teeming time, changes the tenuous tenor with the reflection of the chromatic sky in the overflowing palette, paintin......Read the rest...

...The grandfather on my mother's side was a cheapskate. A real cheapskate. One Christmas, he gave me a used paperback book. Something like “Jimmy Plays Baseball.” It was written for a 7 year old c......Read the rest...

...I was thinking, and maybe it's time to step back and simply detach, to say: "Let them lose you." I've poured my essence into someone who never perceived the contours of my value. It's not about giv......Read the rest...

...It is with tears in my eyes that I write these verses of hope, it is with tears in my eyes I climb the mountain of joy and stands on top of it and look at the distance that I am coming from; it is a......Read the rest...

...They sit around the table and a few will shed a tear Thinking about the kinfolk who are no longer here. The photos on the mantle are fading quickly with time, Just like all the m......Read the rest...

...Nancy was one pretty flapper, even if it was pretend The photographer loved her photo the best to the end. Nancy Carroll, an actress and model he fell for right away. He kept her photo on his mant......Read the rest...

...In the temple abandoned by time, in the silent whisper, Our palms unite, masters of the subtle light, You watch over with the warmth of spirit when angels dart, You, the reliquary of divinity, the......Read the rest...

...Are you willing to shoulder the burden that was left by those no longer heard To write those things they never wrote inspired by their every word To take that next step they never took ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At long last, hibernal's fury begrudgingly concedes to spring tide. The fields, once blanketed by a mantle of white, now resemble no man's land, muddied and......Read the rest...

...Some nights I need a second glass of wine Here we are poised like vultures on a limb internal yearnings turn thin fog as we dine. My mouth stutters as it runs ahead of my confusion proximity to......Read the rest...

...I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song, May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight, Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I ......Read the rest...

... A Petal Amongst The Thorns Lament, laconic whispers felled, where holm oak trees of centuries sprawled, Where Love’s evading memory stares of old, of Time’......Read the rest...

...In the temple of silence, where the past awaits to be rewritten, I wrap my longing in the mantle of night, searching for the lost ring of destiny, That sacred symbol, forged in the shadow of ag......Read the rest...

...Was it a sheer accident that I became a poet? Poetry, I didn’t pursue, rather it cropped up As a late-night guest, quite unexpected. A teacher’s career, I have been bent upon And pref......Read the rest...