Manuscripts Poems - Poems about Manuscripts

Tattoos

...
Since I no longer fit in my name,
I carry it beneath my heart,
like a relic unearthed
from a dead alphabet.
It is a cracked word,
written in blue ink
on the page of a lost Bible
in my grandp...

mice in the shed

...Mice in the shed, she demanded
I do something.
I found three mice,
surprisingly easy to catch, like they
had been saved.
Living on old newspapers and
stillborn manuscripts
not much of a diet.
...

Part Time Lover

...H e a r t ~
a  museum of mosaic mysteries
of handwritten manuscripts
tattooed with crimson needles
from acrylic sunsets,
when dusk cradles
the obsidian chambers of celestial havens,
homing...

The Priest talking on a Pulpit in The Great In-Between

...Foundation.

In this modern world, has mankind forgotten judgment may await if one is religious?

Title.

The Priest talking on a Pulpit in The Great In-Between 

(A regal voice whispers)

...

Shine Bright O' Golden Pen

...
 Shine Bright O' Golden Pen
 To Empower & Inspire The Masses Of Men,
 Burn Ever Luminous & Blaze As The Sun
 And Let Thy Ballpoint Scintillate Like The Chosen One,
 Fill Thy Longhand With Prest...

Descent and Ascent

... “on an as is where is basis we choose
descent of consciousness into the gross
then we rise again following heart’s muse
higher than where stood, bearing love’s cross” Unseeking Seeker...

On The Man of Stars

...He, I, died years ago, when
history started and wrote
manuscripts of its unsound
flesh. Hark, behold His glory!
Yet I was gone before the
dusk of the first revered day.
Even when they shot at s...

Acme Brand

...Ceritifacation
you must be Seventeen
autherorization to marry
from a curcuit court
or a a certifacate from
a licenced physicain.
the act of marrying
Jewelled Brooch
Granite stone
Swages
anc...

Confused but not dazed

...
You confuse me but never daze me,
Who are you if i scrape the surface.
Will i find the real you or not.
Do you exist or was i dreaming.
In the darkness of foggy night ,
Would you venture into ...

In the twilight of thoughts, I wander

...In the twilight of thoughts, I wander,
A stream of consciousness, an open river,
Reflecting on the echoes of years, scattered and pondered,
In the labyrinth of time, where shadows linger.
We are ...

On a silent night, when the stars seem to weep

...On a silent night, when the stars seem to weep,
I got lost in thoughts and memories, like a leaf in the wind.
The novel I never finished,
Was not about a prince or magic,
But about someone I am n...

I miss

..." Tortured metaphors
                           spilling from tequila lips,
                  t i p t o e  on my pulse ~
             breaking in an arced smile
                        of the...

The Alchemist's Question Mark

...

In the labyrinth of my mind, where echoes whisper,
I am the silent alchemist, weaving threads of knowledge,
A tapestry unseen, where secrets coil like serpents.
Amidst the rhythms ...

The many email addresses

...Wow The many email addresses 
I can’t even stress enough the 
importance of having more 
than one use your cat name your 
dog bird grandma grandpa 
change your email accounts reset 
change your...

Resurrection

...Poetry Soup, it has been a while
What has happened, so much death judgement vindication even when I was a child
Green mile I had to walk when my mother was deceased
I had to build up the courage a...

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