Short Marble Poems
Short Marble Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Marble by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Marble by length and keyword.
in line they marched proud
and in death, they remain so
on it's marble stance
proof, angels are among us
a beauty of nature shows
Lines in the marble are its life road map.
A hard life, is the marble’s,
beautiful soul, when carved.
dancing
ice among gasses
marble
a distant specter
white dwarf
colored glass reels
universe
Silent Stones
Granite and Marble
Testement to our Mortality
Sun gazes brightly, blinded by sonder
Upon memorials to our fatality
beautiful blue ball
it’s spin is the game we play~
we lost our marbles
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(bonker- large marble)
Mass
worship-
eternal
notes frozen in
stone
Inspired by the Choir carving at Lluc monastery
Mallorca in th Tramuntana Mountains
ghost white moon
sing your chant and
bounce the evening moonlight
from the black leather wings and
red marble eyes of the vampire bat
Here's a hammer for my debtors
For my bills, I couldn't pay
Just take a piece of marble
And then please go away
An angel wrote with a golden pen in the marble book of fate.
The ink she used were the tears of men;
The words she wrote: Too late!
... exalt the dead's deeds,
fine marble tombs, pyramids,
bones, dust 'neath their lids...!
Florence's Bartoimmeno Ammanati
made the Neptune fount come to be
Contemporary opinion was not too kind
ruined marble was then a comment we find
THE EMANCIPATION OF DAVID
for millions of years
he slept in marble prison.
Michelangelo
chiseled his naked freedom,
revealing timeless beauty
She was a marble-hearted marauder
A plunderer and a loyal daughter
She sacked a village
Looted with pillage
Finding a lover within the slaughter.
tanka
Under the church`s floor
Hundreds of rotting coffins
A Jesus made of marble
The priest shivers when alone
Has God, forsaken him today?
Tanka
Under the church`s floor
Hundreds of rotting coffins
A Jesus made of marble
The priest shivers when alone
His flock sought a new pasture
knobby-knee’d, toes that stop
bend and pick up
penny, marble, rock
outside chalk
on concrete, begging, for me to turn around
for one more try
Soldiers, bright-eyed and mud-covered
Trudge through visions of their blood brothers
Minds weary of war
Names inscribed in marble stone
An
ichthys
in marble-
a code sign of
faith
Inspired by the 'fiddle fish' made by John Clegg from his mother's marble washstand -Seen
at Kettles Yard
red wine
cursed the marble floor
thus,
Brutus
Judge of Rome
no more
who
kisses the face of Jesus
once more
the
betrayal
for
thirty shekels of gold
marble cold cat
marble clothes
marble bowl
marble truck
marble roads
marble stares
marble time
marble air
marble cold morning...
three months till spring
Marble monuments,
Hearts of stone
Freedom's firmaments,
Blood and bone
Crystal chandeliers,
Cold as ice
Battered bandoliers,
Pay the price
wait a minute this isn’t baseball
I won't be able to hit that ball
bigger than marble
unpredictable
in hole it will fall
I'll swing in that hole the ball will fall
We treat it like a marble
in our pocket for a while
we win it
we lose it
but no matter where it goes
it always holds
the warmth of our hands
Arty stuff No 2
Rodin was chipping away,
At a big lump of marble one day,
He was sculpting a bloke,
But with one dodgy stroke,
The wobbly bits all flew away!
Casual glances at ballroom dances
an eyebrow raised, a bare shoulder appraised
Mask passions profound 'neath waves of sound
on alabaster marble hunting grounds