Short Vestal Poems

A vestal is rare,
much less her heir.

Volodymyr Knyr
2017...

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 Living Forests and  vestal woods are the memory of the planet......

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Pizzoulini--

Unraveling  dreams, she spreads her wings
Child of earth leaves her peaceful bowers
Hailed by the golden rays of sun
Kissed by the morning air
That scatters o'er her vestal robes
Rich tints of beauty rare.



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I've danced forever;
temperance bound 
under this vestal spell,

a captive in these conventions of virtue,
in these endless circles 
of same guiding same, 
someone else's expectations 
deciding my every step.

All the while I entertain
the restless riots building within....

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conjure cumulus frost bitten clouds
blinding billows sculptured shrouds

zeniths growing burgeoning flowers
amplified pulsing pastel towers 

cotton confections mountainous might
splendiferous altars vestal white 

veiled vapors frosty smoke
cumulus canvas draws cloud gazing folk...

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Jade scythes
of areca fronds
slice slate air;
Medusa's snakes writhe.
Pewter arrows pierce
my garden.
I sit beneath an eave
pondering
the nascent storm.
Geraniums cloister
like vestal butterflies
in darkening loam
as a multitude
of emerald tufts
bend on the fleeing lawn.

5/12/18...

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By God's green light

And all of Gabriel's Vestal Angels

May the Dead 

So much , Once loved

By the righteous and the meek

Return

Before the new day dawn's

For they shall inherit the Earth

And with it all God's Treasure

Measured not in wealth

But rather in Love

And Rude Health...

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Vestal Vibrations



Two humble hearts that romantically resonate as one…
of vernal vestal vibrations thru the vastness voids,
love dances to the bibulous beat of their drum.



	15 13 12
Syllables Per Line



June.06.2018
when three lines are so much better 
Sponsored by: Silent One...

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I Admire  the poetess
                              living in openness,
                              embraced with life
                              in the middle of the violets
                              playing with butterflies...
                             what an enchantment,
                              what a vestal wonder!...

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out to walk 
my dachshund and me
a gray streak is all you see
passersby in daily parade
me, the dog and gator aide 

silver haired streams 
seniors roam
travelled trails lead from the home
pastel processions in vestal white
naughty nighties in plain sight 

minus a mass 
memory lapse 
bathroom breaks and after naps
seniors pass in parade
dashing like a barefoot brigade...

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Gift of Wings
(Return To Innocence)


I'll bid you goodbye,
Before I lose the power
To shake-off your venomous love,
Yhat had enshrouded my vestal heart
From the first time
I saw,that
Angelic smile.

Because everytime
I try to throw my wings
To touch andride the clouds;
And everytime I get so near you
To see your shining eyes;
It only let me reaize,
How high you are!

And how far
We are apart....

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Tinky dearly loved her twinkies she as Gertrude; two vestal virgins....
Sitting aneath curvatures verandah every night at twilight they would meet
Sharing this somewhat cyclamatic after dinner treat; serenades sprinkled heart ?
Joy the reverie in every bite they would invoke; daydreams lost amid creamful swirls.. 
Riding heavenly waves of love her sweet cakes, Tinky and Gertrude; priceless, baby girls....

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Karma waits, 
tween covered doors, 
ironic, slaps me to the floor,
my this time curse,
the subtle score, 
though innocent, 
i insist,
black arrows, never missed,
i am guilty ...yes 4 sure,
 
aint just my kind of bliss,
too ironic i implore,
desist!
no never wants 4 more,
my name is on the list,
abhorred,
though one time virgin kist.
do vestal virgins snore.... 

great poetry p. d. babe "karma".......

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on the evening sky
wedding moon enjoying flute
where we are lyric

ring of heart rhythm
brings a feeling of springtime,
handcuffs the bird's life

rising the love shore
under the mild kissing feet
where pebbles sing song

on the pink white grass
the whole night tells fairytale
water-fall greets breath

firefly on the grapes
lips embrace the vestal wine
until the next sun


-February 19,2020 Chattogram...

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In dusk's umbral mist
phantoms hover 
across August's white embers,
humming their pale lilac chant
through bare trees
chiming with fledgling icicles.

Fields of vestal amethyst
splay past frozen fences
and sepia skeletons
of summer grass.

I listen
to diaphanous lyrics 
of a mauve moon
from my gelid porch,
throwing coffee
from my hot cup
to watch it freeze
in mid air
and fall like rhinestones
on the waiting ground....

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Though tenuous the winds impinge 
on late October's brittle fringe,
bereft of August's saffron glow
when brilliant sky did ardent flow
formidable in cyan tinge,

immutable will frost astringe
hot tangerine of summer singe;
no haven for the zeal to go.

Demurely comes first winter's twinge
as last of maple leaves unhinge.
Soon falcons after doves will go
'cross interludes of vestal snow,
while eaves sketch icicles' syringe.



10/23/17...

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O sweetest Euphrosyne
Fair as the dawning eastern gleam
Descending as vestal dew drops
To rouse to life the sleepy marigolds
For thee yearns my heart!

O beloved Muse
Of nature, the heavens and the waters
Just when the bud is blossomed
Fly my heart like pollen 
In thy wind garment of sentiments;

O Ares, my vim and vigor,
Be thou my Instigator to conquer
The seven ancient worlds
And again recompose their wonders
With my aesthetic sword and aegis!...

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December, your cold and joyful full days 
Enchant even the old bare and brittle, gnarled limbs. 
Your stirring snow fall round and round with wings 
Vestal shine faintly wavering with sun's gold rays. 
A breeze, a kiss, entices a craze icy swim.  
Fickle reception among festive days 
Surrendering to perpetual winter; 
Amid cool nights and the celebration of his son birth 
My spirit's pureness admires and sings praise.




1/3/2020...

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Art splashed upon naked walls
spilling life where water falls
dams shall break, setting free
a part of you,  a part of me

Blues and reds and yellows blend
painting stories that'll never end
clouded magic becoming clear
inhibitions lain, drawing near

Blushed the light, furtive peeks 
gentle strokes grace her cheeks
in vestal hands the palate pleads
crimson tincts that touch up needs

colored moments bleeding through
it's a part of me, it's a part of you...

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