Orbs Poems - Poems about Orbs

Your eyes are orbs of light where untold secrets sleep

Your eyes are orbs of light where untold secrets sleep,
they cut through darkness like arrows searching for lost light,
and in their depths gather loves and losses like rain in a cup,
unspoken stories burning silently, like embers beneath the wind's ash.
They seek hearts once open, now closed within their own silence,
reflecting dreams that do not die,

Orbs of Multiplication

Orbs of Multiplication
Villanelle

They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
A rhythm bred from ancient breath and light
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found

From void to voice, their pulses wheel around
Invisible, yet birthing second sight
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound

No measure binds the math that keeps them bound
They bloom between what’s wrong and what feels

Sending Out Moon Orbs

The wise woman sent out moon orbs with an important plea
But what about me? A gobsmacker asked. What about me?
It might have been about you said a luna moth’s young pea.
How will I know? Maybe if you get an answer, you will see…

Gleaming the Orbs

In a realm of dreams and wonders untold,
A goddess adorned with a crown of gold
Glimmering orbs grace her celestial brow.
Drawing all eyes, mesmerizing somehow.

We gather in awe, astounded, and amazed.
Omnipotent! Just such that, I was utterly dazed.
Swinging and swaying, she dances with grace.
Delighting in the joy of her celestial space.

Her dovetail sweeps through the shimmering

She Dances With Spirits

The wind brushes her red mane wild and untamed, lifting her gown
A trance sweeps and sways her figure while bright orbs surround her
Transported to other realms where forestry scenes blend far away 
A wistful lean body revealed thru a sheer dress, she is lifted into thin air
As she twirls around to celestial sounds, with spirits

Jay Woman Juggles Ocean Orbs

Blue faced Jay Woman is juggling ocean orbs unknown to man
She will plunk them into appropriate points in the sea of Dill
But for now, she is mixing them up as well as she possibly can
Inside the orbs are healing plants for the sharks, dolphins and krill.

Why does she care so much? The moon asks the

Mysterious Orbs

According to a 1975 article published in Winnipeg Press, those 3 stones, found in Eastern Townships of Quebec, serve as evidence that Phoenicians embarked on a treacherous sail across the Atlantic, reaching North America well over 2,500 years ago.
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He wore a purple dyed robe and bantered softly with the sailors 
as they navigated by the

Sense Spiritual Orbs

ethereal country air 
mysticism is afoot
I sense the orbs 
procure my camera
feel led to the fence post
fog does not disappoint

From Heavenly Orbs

As the clock winds down on another day
  it 'dawns on me,' I'm a mechanical slave

The sun went down, moon and stars came out
  from heavenly orbs, night and day sprout

Bright Orbs

My love, your eyes reflect the stars in radiant array;
  those eyes that glimmer like the moon and make my night like day.
But when those eyes reflect the sun, it may be time you learned
  to put on your sunglasses, dear, my headache has returned.


written 8 Jan 2020

Lilac Orbs

Words silent turn at the melodic tunes
Oozing from the lush lilts of your eyes;
Telling of stung lover’s anthems warm,
Of the rapt poet whose scribbling dies. 

Windows into realms old lyricists laud,
Whereon Love and Truth twain thrive;
Each by doubtful duplicities unscarred,
Unsullied by decays of greediest drive. 

See how the language of your look,
As some evanescent lover’s

Prognostication

Most rigorous astrology can hardly divine
Why flamy galactic orbs often burning fall; 
Or the calm pull behind shiniest meteorites'
Hurtling lower from their neat nestlings tall. 

I own that apt eyes as of the lauded Magi may
From starry ciphers tap signs of a coming day; 
Yet no tiny mass among the fiery marvels high, 
Can answer

Orbs In the Blood

As we sit at this cafe. 
The shadows contorting objects in a warped
sense of comedy. 
I sip back on a particularly satisfying mocha. 
Take it all in. 
Listening to the crickets get frantic in a nearby creek. 
One of them must have played in the forbidden key. Apparently. 
Then reverb, crescendo, reverb, escalation. 
Mass hysteria!

Image Orbs

In 
 Motion 
 Angels aren't 
 Grounded or seen 
 Elle 

Orbs 
 Retreat 
 Beckoning 
 Each one of us 
 Snap !


March 21, 2019

Frosted Orbs

frosted orbs
negligee ice
the taste of love

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