Silvers Poems - Poems about Silvers

...Celestial whispers paint the fabric of the dark expanse, stars the glitter on Christmas baubles merry and festive; the glitter that spreads far, dusting every corner yet is minded by no-one. I......

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...The last resort of the department store Purchasing my bones in the flesh Native thorns contempting robes Reciprocities without enough city Familiar silvers behind glass windows Tracking of least......

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...Once again, yours truly takes poetic license. Whenever the missus irks me or complains... I tell her don't "Hock me in chinik" nor kvetch before long tête-à-tête escalates in2 Kanipshin whereby......

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...I breathe, exercise, rest, jump and eat to paint Loud neon canvases, nothing dull or quaint Acrylic reds, greens, blues and silvers are on my finger tips In my hair, on my wrists, under my arms an......

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...My closet is filled with beautiful clothes Blouses in pinks, oranges, blues Dresses in turquoises, golds, silvers Fluffy fake fur coats in black, white and gray I adore colors, patterns and textu......

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...In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. - Excerpt fr......

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...Gefunden (“Found”) by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Into the woodlands, alone, I went. Seeking nothing, my sole intent. But I saw a flower......

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...Prometheus by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch obscure Your heavens, Zeus, with a nebulous haze! and, like boys beheading thistles, decapitate oak......

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... When the twinkling trust of tamarind tides, cascades in catastrophes and turmeric-tinted tulips become a treason for sun temples ~ I slowly drift like a diluted drop, ruffled in the cons......

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...my paint apron has so many colors it looks like a fascinating Miro design splotches, dabs and finger tips of paints blues, reds, oranges, silvers, a bit of blue they are blended beautifully pu......

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... The red rose declines as sunsets fade in time The distance spreads before me On a twilight summer eve. Days of the sweetest bliss Symphonies of a kiss Still linge......

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...I need, I need, I need black life I want, I want, I want to stay a white I am white, like a bright snow cristal Snow Cristal, mine is a silver life I am an angel, I do not want to be a gold Si......

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...thawing mountain spring silvers down to mirror lake.... earth, sky reflections ......

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...Only Time Will Tell Is it possible to heal all wounds through time casting off our mortal coils? Life goes on regardless of past tyrannies which will surface striking at any time, inhibitor......

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...Boomers from here to anon, What turned us all on? Our blue jeans of love, Marched for peaceful doves, Sun baking for brown. Skin blotches do cast frown, Our denim survives, Silvers staying al......

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