Porcelain Poems - Poems about Porcelain

..."Running through a mile of wasted compiled vile I find myself conflicted sitting in a position groaning I'm foul planting a seed of tan and brown the snake comes out of me and it flees deposite......Read the rest...

...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......Read the rest...

...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery: A Broken Doll's Lament Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright, A scream ripped from silence, shatter......Read the rest...

...If tears don't run salty into the bowl of lentils of life, you don't know the seasoning of pain, It's just a breeze, a transient wind over your infinite fields of indifference. When you weep, tasti......Read the rest...

...Through the prism of the soul, a mysterious alliance of reflections is bound, Pieced together from shards of worlds lost under bare soles. Streams of betrayal trickle over the skin, constructing ru......Read the rest...

...Carve out my arms and chest The aching loss my forearms face Hands lifted up to a god Who stole the soul of an empty case Shine a flashlight through the gap Or into a hollow statue chest Porc......Read the rest...

...When tangerine tinted tunes within sunset serenades~ unravel saffron symphonies, engrossed in hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~ I swirl to radiant rays of sakura stardust, where ......Read the rest...

...It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined. So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind. I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled. I am convinced the god Boreas......Read the rest...

...My stomach wants to be slim, pure, empty, Yet the phrase “dinner is ready!” Never fails to tempt me. Suck it up and puke it out. The porcelain bowl filled to the brim, Every time hunger comes,......Read the rest...

...I now whisper a verse, like a curtain of shooting stars, Weaving with a rhyme, an echo from worlds locked in the distance afar. To clasp your treasure, your sublime feminine essence, Through rosew......Read the rest...

...that call, a face porcelain pressed against glass and dead eyes wrought from an attic room watching us her name badge was irrelevant “No, those top rooms are not used, full ......Read the rest...

...The t.v. series, A Little Princess, reminds me of my dad's gift of a dark-haired porcelain doll... ...I gave away to compensate for feeling spoiled --that I begged for her at all Being......Read the rest...

... Quote: When these corporal bodies of ours have blown away into the wind like shredded ribbons loosed from a kite, towards glass ceiling skies we will fly, then go to a place where no one......Read the rest...

...P o e t r y fills my heart with lyrical acrolect: slowly swaying my fingers to outstanding octaves, through ecstatic liberated librettos, uplifting in a med......Read the rest...

...Take a break, let's have some tea Spend a little time with me I'll serve you on an antique set Fine china, porcelain, delicate It's all the best when comes to you Nothing but the best will do ......Read the rest...