Masterstrokes Poems - Poems about Masterstrokes

... All aboard the bizarre Farage barge.. Unless of course you are from abroad.. . Narcissist catalyst.. old school fraud..discord twist.. Can't resist.. staging the raging red mist.. Fist......

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...Centuries of creations, a bravura of celestial fireworks, masterstrokes exploited, tides of events vying between gelid cold or searing hot. Mountains grew, valleys sunk oceans divided and stor......

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... Twilight fades slowly with masterstrokes of indigo, persimmon and periwinkle pastel hues. Crescent moon smiles in amber, as pearls decorate sky. Twilight fades slowly. Owls rotate heads......

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...When the last glow of daylight is seen and the first shades of the night begin the merging moment melts and is tethered to Twilight's subtle gleam where my mind is interlaced, in sentimental ......

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...I'm such a serious sort Having very serious thoughts The top of my list of things to shun Would be the common or garden pun Slapstick also causes a frown My disbelief unsuspended about the falli......

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...This poem's first intention (and its heart), is it would serve both you and me. It serves me best, perhaps, because muse leads me to myself, to things I did not know I felt (or knew!) I rarely hav......

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...So many enchanting colours created by lord He painted the earth with masterstrokes of varied hues aquamarine, crimson, chartreuse, coral, lavender, lemon, lilac, saffron, tangerine, water......

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...wealth of colour simplicity of means originality in the exotic novelty conspicuous reportoire distilled sequence devoid of......

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...Advents diffusion crossing the nighttimes Eclectically assembled sky.... Paragons cardinal moment amid this The Masterstrokes ~ Brushing such as these, millennial stars!? Daeothisis, turning gen......

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...Everything seems fresh in the land of the living now, The bright lemon sun pours on the rolling fields, Rays of liquid gold that stream out of the blue, The clarity of babbling brooks that......

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