Short Signet Poems

A maiden glimmering in an aura of justified bereavement. Shadows lurking amidst 
the epitome of existence, a crystalline signet. Is this a search for dreams or death? 
This eternally overt void leaves traces, a scar left unseen. Blades dance in a 
plethora of pain that envelops cognizance as sanity applauds...

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Turning this blank verse kaleidoscope towards

The ageless mountaintops....

Sealed aneath sine die scrolls amid 

Probities as brass; calliope signets

Upon the colligere pages yet to be crafted 

Afore....

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....Sirius, whom gazes from above!?






Note: Smile ~ "A Signet of 'Love,'" John!:) ~...

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Silhouette beside the signet ring,
Made a momentum sightseeing.
Slithered in a sluggish way,
To keep the pacifism everyday.

The moment to describe,
The struggles to strive,
The love in darkness which lies,
Makes the silhouette realized.

The paradise of love is,
An olive branch with two doves,
Lost love never dies there,
So the silhouette migrates in search for her everywhere....

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Beauty is kindnesses RING,
that promises everlasting purity. 
It's recipe:
Integrity, Humility, Obedience, Purity, Empathy.
With gratitude to bathe ourselves in.
A SIGNET of the belief, we ENVELOPE oursellves akin.

A SIGNET RING of the visionary-
character-shaping, 
impressing into us,
the waxing royalties with loves seal.

Until we are signed, sealed, delivered from
evils ugliness, by the King...

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I know not what the morn may bring
But to this hope I cling, I cling
Your loving voice to heart will bring
The joy I need to take to wing

Into your arms myself I’ll fling
I’ll crown you now, the king, the king
Into your soul my song I’ll sing
With love to sooth and take the sting

I'll proudly wear your signet ring
And let you taste my spring, my spring
I'll let you do most anything
Attached to you is every string

Eileen Manassian...

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The Cross, a signet I freely wear,
no yoke around my neck, nor weight
to keep me fearfully bound; a token of love, a
contract of faith, my prayer for peace and
prosperity, I gently hold or firmly
grip, for the world gone wobbly, out
of sacred round – the Cross, so easy to
sign, only 5 letters to spell...though my
face turned from heaven, at the  
vertical base, the foot of Christ’s compelling
sacrifice, focus on His Risen Crown, I claw my
way up from hell....

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