Pallet Poems - Poems about Pallet

Dear calico cat your colors splat, in oranges and golds and fortified blacks. A pallet for the eyes to see your rich fur tapestry.. The sun embraces your royalty. How glorious is God's gift to thee....

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sat on a pallet with big blow hit my wallet met with a mallet read all of the facts body looked like battle ax that never attracts walked along with Luke disagreed and did rebuke a crazy old kook would be atrocious did eat things when ferocious also delicious...

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My hand thus move swiftly On the canvas Like a speed of light. Paints...splattered on my shirt From mere color pallet My brush sweeping softly. How would you paint me? ... She asked A silhouette of dark and light As we hold each other tight Draw you close and make you mine With a brush so light and...

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Spongy brown fingers quenched by gentle tide Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sandy beach* Lapping crystal mix of silt risen rush Injects me with lovely imaginings Purrballs scooping milk with ridgy cupped tongues I'm zebra confined, house stripes shade on sun Pallet paradise by the pier, free rent Fat foot kids trample, rudimentary rods Raised to find fish among pungent mangroves The label...

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Undertake your overtaking; Withdraw your initials; Give birth to your art makings; Intentionally cover your drawing; Erase those lavish markings; I am the glue for the paper I am the lead in the pencil I am the paint that color the landscape and horizon with; I am picture perfect For I am ease I am all the beauty that encompass EVERYTHING ---this view on a pallet 8/23/19 Written...

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Blessed are we to have the gift of you. Sunset skies illuminated in glorious shades varied Conjures memories of your loving smile Your laughter paints the colours of rainbows seen Like orchids rare you fill our hearts Of visions of one of a kind memories In this world of duplicates everywhere you stand alone Mountains curtsy to strength unwavering Beauty and...

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Forklift tongue ... snaky false pallet walk be a paralyzing pulse dead stop Viper lung flung from the bottom rung, slithering slyly to the bury top Pentagram aborted delivery — Fake salvation is morgue bad news bifurcated breath received Cottonmouth spitting graveyard shifty labor blues, Exhaling extortion sin wage scale dues Forklift tongue belly rolls across a serpentine cargo corpse bay Anaconda pallet walk got a...

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Who then, but I, should benefit from the awakening moments of revelations unfolding? Continuations of meditative wandering, in dreamscapes certain tutelage, charges the morning air with marked anticipation… As I, … Yes, I am but a puddle of wanting to experience, to clarify, this need for something more. As morning’s grey sky becomes a canvas to paint my day my diligence of expectations is elevated four score. For...

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Welcoming warm Spring breezes, pervades,teases,glaciers, angels souring high, watching ice caps quiver, water delivered, waters fall with reckless a band, with vibrant goals in command, inept to describe, shear beauty that lies, picturesque beauty thrives, "painters pallet" pales, what Mother natures unveils, enriching our souls, such grand beauty at her hand, the yoke that stokes, the binding bestows, enshrines the vibrant Valley below. Edward cop. Part one....

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Cool morning zephyr blows a kiss to the early dew Pastels of dawn stalk the parts of the dark horizon Blazing orange streaking clouds come into view A pallet of colors under some artistic advisement Early light gently creeps across the mirror lake All the sky begins glowing so intensely red Singing birds fresh from sleep with a melody in their...

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sunset rainbow glows bordered on edge of darkness then splashes below June 6, 2010...

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At dusk I'll seek the rainbow arch and part ways with it's color. The sky is darkening, it's pupil obscured with cataracts as sudden sparkle sprinkles, and the dimension splits apart. Out of opaque blue, and into clarity I see the far end of what is near. Forever's end nay come tomorrow but through looking glass I see the day. The emerging aqualung, the shaded...

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Wrote this because my wife and I both love dill pickles and eat one before bedtime most every night. Haiku: Cucumber on vine, Pack them, process them, spice them Birth of a pickle. Here's another version that I like also. Second line was suggested to me by Tim Ryerson so thank you Tim: Cucumber on vine, Plucked and peeled, sliced up...

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almost there .. a painters pallet heavenly contrast , colourful sky sunset or sunrise ?...

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Nature has bestowed us with its beauty today Upon the skies awaiting and display Sunset so fine and royal The color red blazing Hot as oil Splashes of orange and yellow Embellished in blue and bellow Across a sky so real A spectator view to steal Mirrored into the lake below Eye appeal and glow Nature’s photos...

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