Sculptors Poems - Poems about Sculptors

Night At the Necropolis

...Night,
Ageless and porous,
Sang screeches of fireflies of
Crescendo-diminuendo sparks.
What hour?
In the midst of the hustles, I lost my hoursight
Different, tonight, is my eyesight, seeing eve...

the fairest

...
I found sweet deeps to plunge you in
    where oceans cease and vaults begin
      the wakes there roil in brumes of mist
  and cheeks of sky are blushing, kissed

the face oft’ graced with fe...

Tonight, Our Bodies Meet

...In the stillness of a soft-lit room,  
where whispers dance like fireflies,  
our breaths entwine,  
the air thick with unspoken thrill,  
a tender hesitation lingers  
before skin meets skin,  ...

Every morning I open my soul like an old book

...Every morning I open my soul like an old book,
where verses stretch wings of light over sleeping dreams,
poetry is a spell that turns my thoughts into golden butterflies,
dancing through air laden...

DAVID : Sculpture : Michelangelo: Florence : 1501

...  “Sweet is my sleep, but more to be mere stone,
so long as ruin and dishonour reign ;
to bear nought, to feel nought, is my great gain ;
then wake me not, speak in an undertone !”
 ...

Take me to the City

...Morning breaks in the city like a fountain running underground
And the Mayor is nowhere to be found; water is spilling in the air wetting the buildings far and near; the morning is fill with confusi...

In a world of shadows, where pale lights dance on the strings of time

...In a world of shadows, where pale lights dance on the strings of time,
Thoughts weave branches of ancient trees, an old song of dreaming,
Creativity is born like a timid flame on the edge of the un...

We were born with the gift of healing in our blood

...We were born with the gift of healing in our blood, we did not become healers along life's winding path,
We came as springs of solace, carrying the essence of healing like an ancient and sacred song...

Strangers

...And suddenly, we were strangers again,
lost in the whispers of autumn leaves,
where laughter once danced like sunlight,
our shared stories, fragile as spun sugar,
swirling in the dim corners of m...

In a city of shadows and glimmers, where glass towers rise like dreams

...In a city of shadows and glimmers, where glass towers rise like dreams
in a starless night, we search for the contours of our own destinies,
shrouded in the fine mist of mornings too hasty to greet...

Under the silken sky of night, among stars shining like diamond tears

...Under the silken sky of night, among stars shining like diamond tears,
I wonder, in the endless flow of my thoughts, if we could have become angels,
if we were capable of embracing the experience o...

Awakening in a spiral, a dance of unmasking,

...Awakening in a spiral, a dance of unmasking,
Consciousness flows like a turbulent river over the weary shores of the mind,
Truth—not a treasure to be found, but a veil to be lifted from the eyes of...

Our steps echo on different paths, though we tread the same ground

...Our steps echo on different paths, though we tread the same ground,
Each destiny has its own magic, its own constellation of falling stars,
Another's success is a chimera that disintegrates in my h...

If you are silent about your pain, they will kill you and say you enjoyed it

...If you are silent about your pain, they will kill you and say you enjoyed it.
In the garden of silence, where words are unblossomed flowers and sighs, invisible dew,
We grow, we trees with deep roo...

Flame Keepers

...Classrooms ain't boxes, they're launchpads, ya hear
Where minds catch fire and fears disappear!

You don't teach subjects, you light up souls! 
Creative sparks flying, beyond old-school goals!

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