Pigments Poems - Poems about Pigments

...“As God’s spark ensouling organic form, I am that presence which cannot be named, felt within as a magnetic bliss storm, divine pulsation that cannot be tamed, gentled by His touch, w......

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...“since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” ~ Unseeking Seeker The sun w a n e s ......

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...Pink hue flamingo it must be due to all the carotenoid pigments feasted on algae and crustaceans An elongated neck spirals and filters such sensations Sharing color is Okinawa salmon sushi, ......

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...I stand at the edge of a canvas, where the world is painted in hues of black and white, their quiet constancy my only refuge. Like the moon’s loyal reflection on a still lake, these two shades have d......

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... VIDEO DESCRIPTION The ballad of a French artist who longs to paint the indescribable—the beautiful delicate, elusive hues of his sightless Lover’s eyes as he endeavours to de......

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..."as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves stream" ~ Unse......

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...There is a strange movement swirling around in the sky, bringing down showers of rain, soaking the dry thirsty earth, leaving puddles and pools on the surface of the ground, filling up rivers and str......

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...P o e t r y the timeless nepenthe to my aching soul, a cluster of calming couplets caressing the ventricular vortex within my heart. When dark is the dawn, when cold is the air, and heavy ......

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...Stir my moonlight coffee with your freshly dipped brush in bright yellow ochre ~ I will not complain. Sprinkle pigments from from your pallets on my unflavoured coffee~ I will not complai......

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... Written: January 10, 2025 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The stillness separates us — quivering quietly akin to the cusp of daybreak when whispers wane — it ......

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... It was a cold morning, but stubborn sunlight shone through dusty blinds on condensated windows. Their crystallised effect shimmered on decaying leaves of a dehydrated indoor plant. By chance, I c......

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... Wherever the winter falls, upon snowflakes of a frozen saudade ~ rising from the flares of maple-gold and copper, I waltz in lilac lanes of petrified pigments, imperfectly splattered by ......

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...My heart seeks the smoky quartz sage within you, in secret, like a solitary star adrift in the whimsical wilderness. For I remember your voice, that manifested mellifluous musicality, nurturing va......

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...Atop a cold breeze, Jack Frost inks the trees. etching pigments on each leaf; orange, gold, and red, decorate the dead; in colors beyond belief. It's silent at dawn; the songbirds ha......

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...tonight …I’ll romance scented silence as dusk kisses the heart of harlequin horizon~ dripping memories ~ in cacophonous clemency… but to feel the finesse flames of love, illuminating the tre......

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