Sheath Poems - Poems about Sheath

...Growing my hair down below my knees... stimulated courtesy follicles, where Coconut, Olive, Grapeseed, Jojoba, Amla and Vitamin E oils allowed, enabled, and provided head start germinating pe......Read the rest...

.... From mine dream'd mine fond illusion I heard the sound the pretty sou......Read the rest...

...Between Earth and Ecstasy My soul, wrought from the dust of falling stars, Has embraced the undisturbed illusions, resting not in halted slumber, They levitate, and like the crescent moon blooming......Read the rest...

...Encased in your arms, sheath of heart around me Soliticious expression sigh in my ear Fingers rolling through my hairs A splatter of rain calling out lovers The Chime of the clock desired to whil......Read the rest...

...O Pantocreator! How great are your deeds, None other than you, Lord, I shall need You shall make me prosper that of a germinating seed All creation of the world! Take heed For the final hour sh......Read the rest...

... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......Read the rest...

...They'll pity you, or, think you're a bad a**, as they sheathe you, roughly, embodiment of your presence, thus the Witches' Hair typecasts, in essence, the strangleweed, acts like ground rent, nat......Read the rest...

...Don’t insult me by leaving flowers when I’m cold, Wrapped in earth unlived and old, Something I can’t smell or hold, Might as well be crates of gold, Just leave the flowers in the shop! Don’t......Read the rest...

... I've always wandered in venus' orbs, searching for the star-seed of my spirit that has forsaken it spiritual sanguinary and caged every fluorescent flicker in a sculptured ......Read the rest...

...In your absence, a ragged purple dusk stretches over the soul, And is petrified, reliving at the frozen window of a heart invaded by silence, I close my eyes, and the air becomes the cold silk of e......Read the rest...

...Two choices I had, which life served Fight it or take a flight Flight was tempting, why else did I have my wings? Death waits for me on either side, the archers being veterans. I fly, but not as ......Read the rest...

... An alchemical raven's gray rhapsody awakens those cynical roses who Breathe-in the ebony beams of blood-bathed sun, exhaling Cacophonies that ricochet across these truthful......Read the rest...

... true feelings concealed craftily beneath the sheath of saccharine psyche fragile fantasy of self sanguinity fostered by colors of chameleon skin spurious emotions sprawl surre......Read the rest...

...KJV: Isaiah 2:4, " ... they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks:" ... by Isaiah son of Amoz re last days of Judah & Jerusalem Insomuch, the nort......Read the rest...

.... Ginger waves Preened to glister 'Long mine frame's Length attached by lover's sweat She peels hern glo......Read the rest...