Obelisk Poems - Poems about Obelisk

...This is constructed in the CUBE16 style I created several years ago. As conscripts March and war is nigh, fear grips men’s hearts. Stern looks belie. Their ears are filled with rifle shot.......Read the rest...

...  January 22, 2024 ____________________________________ Divergent viewpoints can arise Whilst triumphant variously savor Glorious tune of achievement, Gain glo......Read the rest...

...In the obsidian abyss, I melt, feeling the warmth that embraces me, Awaiting the flight deep within me, a dream without any hope to measure. Beside my own self, inseparable in this boundless world,......Read the rest...

... in winter of congealed land the poignant stream froze in the desolate valley of chilled flowers unseen in the hills of blues the spring of revived longing melted glacier of innate hearty c......Read the rest...

...How many objects were there? And of those that remain. Then from the great Moon An ageless quote came. About an unknown led goat. The swan song was not played. A Small Obelisk of note. Rock An......Read the rest...

...Oh, Mark was such a foolish and sluggish young man. His mother sent him away with everything she can. Go sell our last sheep and fetch me some money. So we can buy clothes and food, mu......Read the rest...

...Time's flowing tributary; the future changes the past. Our burial cortege concludes its course at the graveyard. Falling leaves collapse, crafting new fates; feel the weight of dust. S......Read the rest...

...To exist within a utopian society is Of great opportunity. A perfect way Where existing means living by Obligations to the utopian way. A deep desirable Devotion must be Counted of the char......Read the rest...

...Nature's Treasures She sees their crowns had impressively grown Taller than the obelisk now merely ancient stone Deepest green......Read the rest...

...My footsteps echoed the echoes of Time as through the streets of Salem I walked. The hour was early and the city still asleep with only a cat sitting quietly on a cold granite sill, the sky slowl......Read the rest...

...Darkness still needs to be a portion of the sky, It symbolizes grasping the cosmic matrix.  Alas, it did not rise by a twist. It's the basics, As morrow never rolls to spell crux truth......Read the rest...

...Behold Queen of Priestesses I bow my head in your sanctuary Of cool stone, circling your obelisk Receiving roses and papyrus to cover my breasts of aching love and thorns Glyphs pierce my sk......Read the rest...

...An lo'... Before I spirals the promenade A path that twists back upon its self I find a deep Well full of apathy... I travel the bones Of a forgotten METROPOLIS With towers of rotting stone ......Read the rest...

...God is not a building dedicated to one faith that icon of a dead Christ that’s a myth that man makes… Because men must define the unknown in stone a human façade or by words in a black book boun......Read the rest...

...Run in time to the rhythm and rage of the metronome grace. Masses match, I see her fall in time. Framed in thoughts of rain. Down she tumbles down her face frozen in the hall, I see it all A......Read the rest...