Speckling Poems - Poems about Speckling

...My mountain of light is a perichoresis Between the Eye of Shiva and St Brigid's well I am a fiery mandala in the ashes of lilac sunsets The air is speckling with my tiny blue dragonflies My s......Read More

... I sit in quiet and see the sunlight speckling through a magnolia tree. I close my eyes and hear the buzzing song of a honey bee. I listen to the tunes of the starlings and blackbirds choir. I se......Read More

...A Winter's Sonnet From a heavenly atmosphere, Feathery ice sculptures appear. Mingling snowflakes crowd together, Each flake unique with character. Speckling fluffs in rhythmic cadenc......Read More

...Smoke trickles from red brick stack Children make ready for slumber Through the frosty panes of boudoir glass Eyes amaze at the wonder before Amber radiant glow of street lamp Broken by fall of ......Read More

...I don't often see beautiful things outside after summer But today I saw something that made my jaw drop Imagine: a cool autumn day, I'm walking through a forest Filled with flowers and orange ......Read More

...Autumn in the leaves Speckling change with crisping dew when a season done with green (as earth's sky paling blue) putting to rest the old making way for God's new; I finger the age-spo......Read More

...Today I will write about stars- Not the usual Compressed galactic-gleams, Not the speckling In deep sky seen, Tracked and charted By singular-minded, bright-eyed teams- No-I will speak of Re......Read More

...she lingers, forever embedded in my memory, the most beautiful girl I’ve yet to behold. the epitome of all things lovely: sunlight filters through the window, speck......Read More

...Allowing great alembics access over hill and glade and brush and dale of mind and swimming softly through the river running up fantastic meadows speckling valleys round the bay ensconced by lighting ......Read More

... speckling dark green pines gifting the dark diamonds white moonlit snowflakes lay soft fabric for children's play and knitted clouds on the roofs 26~12~2014 Sponsor: Andrea Di......Read More

...For what do you beg my attention in wrath Shall I now be a god to your vile misdeeds Your promises that foamed your vowels in froth Your habits promiscuous, your base creeds Shall curse now your flat......Read More

...* This is a poem about basically feeling like when a part of yourself dies. Then certain people can come along and make that one part feel alive and better than ever because you trust them to be ......Read More

...Orange bulb lit firefly, Silhouetted scaffolds delude my reticent pace Speckling lights flutter to my grazing eye, Across a barren waste. Lonesome night breeze crispends forward gaze, Tomorro......Read More

..."The Friend" I own this stereotype. Heavy in belly, soft tall demure, Trying to saint the boxing sinner. Mother loved, father manly worried, I wander passion for unrequited state. The socially ......Read More

...Eggs whites strew across the evening sky, anticipating rain Brown fluff interspersed with white, folding across the horizon Hints of orange ribbon bleeding through the gaps of blue Grey smud......Read More