Necklaces Poems - Poems about Necklaces

...Comma, the crabby crow, was a curious bird He collected aluminum, kind of absurd Necklaces were swooped up in his beak His cawing was louder than most bird speak He was always moving, stomping ......

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... They dock at the old ferry landing, drip fern-water and quartz dust, pull shapes from a memory nobody can name. The news calls them pioneers. The city calls for volunteers: one hundred cre......

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...She wore necklaces of coral, strings of pearls embracing her body, glinting back at the broken sunlight scattered across the sea floor. Her glassy eyes gazed up, somewhat worried, somewhat mour......

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... My dusty box of memories can be compared to Aladdins wonderful lamp Yellow brass with a shiny and elegant appearance Everyone has a genie that resides in t......

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... Daisies Pure white flowers Growing wild in meadows Collected by little children Necklaces ......

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...Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning, Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning. Sandra was in her final year of sch......

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...My favorite stones are blue turquoise, opal, and blue topaz I am drawn to them first in every instance I always wondered why thinking they symbolize the sky water or heaven I know my go-to-r......

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...she was a diva, loving her necklaces and low-cut blouses not a church woman, a beach-loving hippie with freckled skin if she took a liking to you, you became part of her tribe if not, you would ne......

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... my closet defines my soul . . . it is me love anything vintage in blouses, dresses, jackets my own whimsical style . . . ......

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...momma is tired of these kids never clean just do what they wish that’s why I gave them scarlet necklaces yes baby adulterer is already home hehe not going through his dumb phone garnet slip ......

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...Through storms, the sea of the bridge shivers, Silken curves of titanium on pillars of ancient stone, Dust gathers in my fists like onyx under veils of rusted gold, And in the cosmic silence, my t......

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...You’ll be a man tomorrow, child, yes, If you respect animals and pristine nature, If you don’t kill elephants for ivory, If you don’t kill the whales for soap, You’ll be a man if you can stop t......

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...I feel talkless today It won't be true But what if No one seeks me out I waste all of the hours Letting emptiness in My throat feels it Whilst heart is undecided My head has great advice -......

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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 prett......

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...Tempest is brewing the bridge overhead, sways the strands of titanium on pillars of stone, dusted in my fists like onyx beneath gold. Crows circle the lonely woman in the desert, as she crumble......

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