Pirouetting Poems - Poems about Pirouetting

... When alabaster twilights rain upon celestial roses, with tear-soaked trinkets of ancient aromas ~ I wear their amaranth scents upon acrylic wrists, and tie my terracotta threads of t......

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... The furtive idea, flares ghost-ignited, in a fevered yellow-blue glimmer, on the edge of sight, just out of reach, beckoning you towards it. Pirouetting, bobbling and whirling, above the sod......

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...On the stage of life, I paint my lips crimson, a smile stitched with invisible thread, While the scar beneath my ribs sings a melody only I can hear. The halogen spotlights burn intensely, bleachin......

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...I’m the Swarovski pearl of an origami dream, sailing amidst superficial salt, soaked in sinister sparks, floating like deceptive debris and artificial aquamarines. As the sea weeps luminous......

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...R a i n ~ a misted mirror coated in petrichor pain ~ fused with memories pirouetting through the veiled salt of the earth, caressing the Pina Colada dreams adrift in the icy-blue air, amid......

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..."The sun loved me again, when it saw that the stars would not abandon me" Jenim Dibie... I paint on the blue-black arms of blank skies, with pirouetting promises in ......

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...in her star-stitched s i l e n c e she breathes ~ glass-winged h o p e weaving angelic hymns with lilac light like a ballerina draped in chiffon ~ pirouetting......

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...'As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew   anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue   Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneat......

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... toes en pointé reeling high dancer of swans her brisk frame...pirouetting like night wind---- I watch her arms flip when tragedy lurks pas de deux wanes cascading i n t o death 2md pl......

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...Do you remember, The grand horse carousel? Pirouetting upon their endless meridian, O! How they dance delightfully, with out care. I know you remember! But all this poor old man can recall, ......

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...I dove into the deep end, headfirst, quite a splash, Not of the pool, you see, but grief's enormous gash. It’s Olympic-sized, this sorrow, chlorinated blue, And I’m the sole competitor, with nothi......

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...L i f e a prison of pretense and I still dream of walking through tempests of chaos barefoot, allowing stones and pebbles to tattoo my languid skin with love in lilac, as ashes of yesterday e......

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...L i f e I sense your perplexed pulse within pirouetting pearls, steeped in sinister streaks, while fading sparks of dulcet stars swing from threads of darkness on the verge of vertigo, living......

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...In the whirlwind of the wind, my soul also spins unyieldingly, On watercolor wings, the seasons carry me aloft, Through wrinkled fantasies, the heart's mistakes shatter, Waltzing in the whispers o......

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... When I whirl as wind, unwavering ~ surfing on watercolor wings of simmering seasons, which flicker and fly through me, filtering my faults with a wrinkled fantasy, I waltz whi......

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