Polychrome Poems - Poems about Polychrome

...I am squirrel, watch me stroll. I scurry to my left, and strut to my right. I shimmy, shake, and go. Nature is my dance floor. My moves are crisp. Elvis & M.J. toss over in amazement. I'll ......Read the rest...

...Bloom in early morn, polychrome bells twist on vine. Bright sun brings your show.......Read the rest...

...as if Monet had planted water lilies in Babylon hanging gardens at the heart of a canvas of joy hiding despair at Speaker’s corner in Hyde Park debating journey......Read the rest...

...Coiled up for winter slumber it had rested the budding pledge Soil still moist the promise is waiting for blossoms and sedge To give host to migrating birds returning from busy regeneration ......Read the rest...

...Twilight downs the sun as dreams appear on the screen of sleep Slips into the subconscious realm and trips a few fuses in slumber Adapts and clears clutter and narrates and alters the story in ......Read the rest...

...A sky-bow pastel light rays, pigmented by clouds; a canvas of light. Gradient echoes filtering from stratospheric crystal; embracing curvature, terra-forma. Polychrome lamp ri......Read the rest...

...To Dis a Ray Tim felt prismatic and took off his polychrome Ray Bans He had to revisit his novella and needed undistorted vision To sort out gems from false gold and writer’s confusion ......Read the rest...

...A sky-bow pastel light rays, pigmented by clouds; a canvas of light. Gradient echoes filtering from stratospheric crystal; embracing curvature, terra-forma. Polychrome lamp ri......Read the rest...

...Janice’s Looks in the Mirror Like a pendulum from an orange clockwork The agent high above on raucous prayers She hung high and dry suspended in drought Resembling a shot of liquid popp......Read the rest...

...Lightning and thunder did clash In ventricles within my heart Vying whether to lash At every part That feels emotions In hearts of dames Whose love motions and portions Laid claims To the......Read the rest...

...My first grandchild was turning three, sweet girl with a motherly bent. The perfect present seemed to be a dollhouse; so, shopping we went. She found one not by accident - real bells for the fro......Read the rest...

...My first grandchild was turning three, sweet girl with a motherly bent. The perfect present seemed to be a dollhouse; so, shopping we went. She found one not by accident - real bells for the fro......Read the rest...

...Eye for an eye Me shall remain awake all night for you till I catch zzzs I perceive a glint coming from thy thigh Such fairness, wonder what that is Thou art pulling me from an apple tree Like g......Read the rest...

... Soft natured and hardworking, she's the joy of our home, Elegantly endearing, a smiling polychrome, Our house an emp......Read the rest...

...Black and White Yoyage Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning Harmony the task for the day and the nights of the soul as black coffee ta......Read the rest...