Sidereal Poems - Poems about Sidereal

...A Solar trims the Earth's waistline, while Polars bare all the segments, Springing up those northern steppes leans sublime, the Vernal Equinox presents, then, on March 20th, it will shine. The......

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...As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heav......

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...above the sidereal where God dwells a place of things eternal to which Jesus ascended a future place of departed Christians raised from the dead clothed in spiritual bodies to enjoy etern......

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...In the chamber of the soul, where silences gather, I dwell as a hermit in the city of foam, Where the world seems like a faded illusion, I wrap myself in thoughts, like a tree in its closed bark. ......

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...My solitude weaves the paths of the night that unfolds beneath my footsteps, And when my eyelashes fall heavy - a puppetry of worlds dims in their blindness. In the frown of my eyebrows, The Moon ......

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...Sonnet I In realms of emerald hush where sunlight strains. Through veils of green. A silent throng takes root. A clovered congregation on the plains Their stoic forms a timeless lushful ......

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...Just a glimmering astral spark births in the gloom a crest of day, A solitary thread of wax dancing its aura Scatters the night - In a delirium of gleamings that chase phantoms of fear away, Shak......

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...In the quiet aurora, where no whisper builds awakening, No expecting arm to scatter the veil of nights that naturally flee. Is it the embrace of the ether or the mystery of the wasteland being sift......

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...Ancient guardian of the sacred essence, You wander through the taciturn void of slumbering souls Where the shadow of truth gravely trickles into hieroglyphs, An affection imprinted, Upon the whit......

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...Just a single astral flicker births upon the darkness a crest of day, A lone strand of wax, dancing its aura Dispels the night – In a delirium of glimmers that chase away the phantoms of fear, Sh......

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...In the silence of my thought, the world slides by - a holy library of signs, Each book, a life, each page, a destiny woven in time, We try to read between the endless lines the pathways of being, ......

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...My heart burns with a cold, white fire Fighting against itself in a battle no one can win I am contrived, a portrait of a girl who... And anyone can fill me in. My destiny was not written for th......

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...Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler, nocturnal venturesome brushstroke sort, they face whirlwind snowfall, freezing ice, while others brazenly squirm, not for stoic diarist this thre......

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...The birth of stars in cosmic skies could life and death epitomize, and though we’re but a dot in space, our earthly home with azure face might mirror all that lives and dies. The morning rays ......

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...Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler, nocturnal venturesome brushstroke sort, they paint sound and city pastel, never at a loss for inspiration, weather neither bar nor barrier, in ......

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