Phantasmagoria Poems - Poems about Phantasmagoria

I searched in vain for inspiration. I even climbed the sacred Parnassus Where all the muses reside. I danced with them Engaged in endless discourse. All in vain. Then I resigned to my fate. Oh Pythagoras? How I refused Ever to believe in your metempsychosis? Alas that meritocracy should be reborn Reborn to write again, Reborn from darkness and void Reborn to mock myself again. With a splash...

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My words of love are just flowing out An unending stream of passion You've reentered my life of ups and downs My joy is no longer rationed A most fortunate soul to say the least So many have felt this euphoria Almost too much for my poor heart to take It's literally phantasmagoria Before I pass on if there's any love justice I'll caress...

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A sky denuded of stars Is just like a garden devoid of blossoms. Even when the night sky goes aloof too, I close my eyes And enter into a profound colloquy With the phosphenes of my eyes. These flickering phosphenes spring up at once Presenting a phantasmagoria of various hues of blues. How well have these phosphenes deciphered That I possess...

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A constant ringing in the ear. It is completely insane. Unrelenting and frightening. I hope that it will leave soon. are you aware of the adage? Ear ringing refers to evoking around you. Sparks that are dying, creating an abyss. Casting life shades out of existence. Loops pursue delight as their goal. Bound to combine matters eternally. Love soared to a hypersonic speed. Written: December 11, 2022...

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P-lenipotentiary plumes of idyllic and quixotic art, H-e, In Land of Cockaigne, enchants a fairy’s heart. A-nd a gift, Glimpses of my village with “rosy dawns,” N-ay to hear “rooster calls,” “ruby skies,” to fawn. T-o a Flamingo, pink gentilities and regal, I revere A- lovely poet, full of grandeur — gentleman in the mirror. S-imulacrum, frowning face of frippery...

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Cynthia moves for me in veiled slopes, silver drops dance on her tender petals. Memories bloom from tesseract in ropes, Cynthia moves for me in veiled slopes. Oh Luna! I long to kiss starry hopes on scarlet waves before Aurora settles. Cynthia moves for me in veiled slopes, silver drops dance on her tender petals. November 5, 2020 Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet -...

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In dreamscape teeming with mirage this soul an unwilling captive, afloat with black moon's entourage In dreamscape teeming with mirage through a strangely bizarre collage-- wake me O real hours active In dreamscape teeming with mirage... this soul an unwilling captive! )) Pick-A-Title, Vol 24- Triolet-Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh 11/02/2020...

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As amber eve paints ochre skies Her lips I kissed, turn ruby rose And dreams of heart my passion vies As amber eve paints ochre skies When romance gleams in lovers’ eyes It’s me she picks the moon well knows As amber eve paints ochre skies Her lips I kissed, turn ruby rose October 29, 2020 Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 24- Triolet - Poetry...

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Images of death enshroud me Blackness closes in, I stumble Silent shadows overcrowd me Images of death enshroud me Chasms of dark reflections cloud me Ebony mirages jumble Images of death enshroud me Blackness closes in, I stumble 10.27.2020 Title: Phantasmagoria For Edward Ibeh's "Pick-a-Title: Vol.24, Triolet" contest...

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The sky reflects the broken bodies laid out. Blood soaked field and severed heads skewered on pikes. Racing forth towards fallen comrades with a shout. The sky reflects the broken bodies laid out. ...

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Dark shadows cast by trees at night- as wind gives life to limbs that scare, so oft can stir such inner fright. Dark shadows cast by trees at night morph images- let thoughts incite unwanted feelings of despair; dark shadows cast by trees at night- as wind...

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Projected on to a large screen The gruesome shape of evil’s face A haunting form from Halloween. Projected on to a large screen A lantern cheats – don’t intervene To stop the nightly ghoul’s forays Projected on to a large screen The gruesome shape of evil’s face. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

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A phantom spreads shadows over the ground, black in its entirety of shape. Swallowing all semblance of a life in the darkened path, he ne'er takes a break. Bitingly, the dreary clouds open up with an assault of sharpened swords of pouring rain, soaking the ground in abject sorrow, like tears. Cloaked in silence, a silhouette, opaque, creeps slowly along in token steps. Smoked...

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Whispers of secret dreams paint my thoughts With a mirage of intimate hues, soft colors Gentle ambers, warm and welcoming, snapshots Whispers of secret dreams paint my thoughts Dancing in shades of lavender, casting lots Fantasies that whirl to and fro like watercolors Whispers of secret dreams paint my thoughts With a mirage of intimate hues, soft colors! Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet...

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I dream figments of imagination, and fantasies phantasmagoria; the visions of my mind's coloration ! I dream figments- of imagination, dark illusions of this life's damnation; yet, these phantasms bring euphoria ! I dream . . . figments of imagination; and fantasies_ phantasmagoria ! _________________________ October 17, 2020 Poetry/Triolet/Phantasmagoria Copyright Protected, ID 10-1295-831-17 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol...

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