Ornament Poems - Poems about Ornament

THE LAST ORNAMENT

She’s come into the bookstore with her mom a few times…she’s tall and innocent and shy.
It was maybe the fourth or fifth time I greeted her that she finally answered “hi”.

After her initial ‘hi’, however, she was as friendly as can be
and now she always makes a point to come and talk with me.

She came

Pace lone the plume prime of a horse

Pace be the plume prime of a horse,
Austere man’s leanness, girl’s shyness,
Brahmin’s knowledge, king’s forgiveness,
Valour, whose arms be the sole force.          
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Translation |26.10.2024|embellishment, horse, girl,  

Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. Bhatrihari was elder brother of the renowned king Vikramaditya

The Fly

I sat and watched as it continually banged it's head into the window pane, that fly.

My cat sits on the cill and swipes out at the fly as it buzzes around his head,
But he missed and knocked over a china vase instead.
The fly seemed startled and goes round and round the light.

It's buzzing is driving

A Broken Ornament How I fixed It

An ornament fell
Quickly to the floor
An angel object
She holds a lantern
Held held high in her hand
When the angel fell 

The lantern came off
When the angel fell 
I grabbed the scotch tape
Now the angel fixed
She is good as new

Ornament

Twinkling
                                Little Ornament
                     

Lady Hood Ornament

Oh she of many lovely looks and names
reflects the golden glories of the day.
Her mythic face points to the western way
an intrepid mascot for freedom's winds
this flying lady lives well out in front.
Seeing her heading across these vast skies,
a vision of an ecstasy divine,
adornment to the delight of deities.

Oh she, the figurehead who we admire
a

The Ornament of Grace

 "I shall be like a tree,
planted by the rivers of water,
to bring forth fruit in season,
my leaves shall not wither;
and whatever I do will be good."

        Psalm 1:3 (in my words) 

My thoughts are a magnet reflecting . . . 
    my thinking has

Snowman Couple Christmas Ornament

Favorite ornament?A snowman couple made out of Christmas balls,
A bit of stiff taffeta and a silk skirt on Mama Snowman
A tiny blue jacket on Daddy Snowman
A miniscule red gift box ties them together

It used to be grandma’s, and I loved it on her Christmas tree.
It made me feel safe, somehow.
I imagined the snowmen were angels,

Christmas Mouse Wants To Be An Ornament

I want to be an ornament when I grow up the mouse said.
Did he want to be on the side of green or red?
Holly voted for green Santa wanted him on his team.
The relatives laughed; grandma said that would be a pipe dream.

What if I just hung out in the tree and did not take

Christmas Ornament Contest

The Christmas ornaments were all a tizzy.
The parade was about to start.
What excitement! What fun!
Let the competition begin!

The winning ornaments would be put on the Queen’s tree.
The queen arrived and the judging began.
I love that one! And that one and that one! 
And those two! Yelled the queen.

Christmas had never had a queen like this

Each Small Ornament Reminds Me of You

I always considered you littered my home,
Small knickknacks adorning overcrowded shelves.
The marble statues you bought from lovely Rome,
I leave them there, a memory of ourselves.

And in gay Paris, you just went mad with joy
Those miniatures saucers, jugs and a vase,
Insisting each was her special lovely toy,
Dainty trivialities, there's no more space.

But without Limoges, can one

Ornament of Love

Maybe it's me,
But my pages are flipping
Towards the end of my story book
And a new one is about to open
With hands drawn in pair
With bracelet around it both.

Poems About Flowers

Lady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch

May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but her thorn.


The Harvest of Roses
by Michael R. Burch

I have not come for the harvest of roses?
the poets' mad visions,
their railing at rhyme...
for

Sappho's Rose

Our English Rose
by Michael R. Burch

for Christine Ena Burch

The rose is—
the ornament of the earth,
the glory of nature,
the archetype of the flowers,
the blush of the meadows,
a lightning flash of beauty.

This is my translation of ancient Greek epigram by Sappho of Lesbos. It was originally titled "Sappho's Rose" before I chose to dedicate it to my

The Ornament

hang you ornament 
from your tree
but don't you shine 
until you hear 
from your maker

fall 
then remain fallen
it is my turn 
I am Alma

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