Spheres Poems - Poems about Spheres

Asclepius, in days when we are young, The Music of the Spheres we first hear sung! Through straining then, to listen and to learn, What revelries of truth one may discern! But we are not conceived as angels are: A thousand mindless cares our minds must mar, Whose troubled tides, through time, turn tyrannous tsar. ‘Tis ever and of needs a sorrowful...

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Her eyes are shining spheres, sculpted from the marrow of forgotten stars, Each gaze a window into a universe that pulses in silence, Charged with the intensity of solar flares dancing on the edge of the horizon, Yet their warmth is a well-kept mystery, a burn that leaves no trace on the sky of the world, But just a...

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Thoughts of a living dead People think that we are dead, we are ended and our souls passed away from the earth. That doesn’t cover the truth. Reality is finer Better and noble, much more practical in life In life, from life, of life, and… to life. Our lives Our lives are our ‘Life is life’ in an extended life In an...

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In the cosmic dance, where stars collide, Galaxies spiral, and planets ride. Saturn’s rings shimmer, Jupiter’s dim, Moons circle round, a celestial hymn. From quasars’ crescendo to pulsars’ beat Cycles in cycles take form and retreat Superstrings vibrate, harmonies entwine, From dust comes life, Is there a design? Supernovae explode, Notes of awe, Dust fields condense To a nebula...

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The delicious aroma circulated As the heat from the oven radiated The stove top warmed As white chocolate chips melted downward Into a candied thick syrupy puree. Thoughts flashed across my mind Of white paste plastered across polyester bed sheets. I turn away from the smoldering flames Imagining A shadowy figure draping over luminescent lights. Egg whites and velvety oil Drenched the skillet Like...

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reflections become obsessions self - within/without times this by three self - over exposed forever there, inside the sphere etched into being lucidity or fluidity obscured/mirrored tension felt cognitively eyes meet eyes seen yet unseen third eye sees nothing yin diminishes yin three becomes six six becomes nine nine becomes twelve nothing more to see though I look directly into my own soul still I know less...

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in spheres shall I know thee your flesh entwined with mine for the circles, meadows in each, and bodies, ours… dream you have beauty I have some yet in others spheres dull for the eons, embraced in arms, and bodies, ours… all...

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SPHERES authors of sovereignity with  prerogatives reserved  situations  proclaimed in a visual   transpositionin both  comprehensive &panoramic arrangements  repeatedly seen in the intensive   &ornamental the diagonal absorbed by colour  so sensualso &  unrestrained increasingly  engaged the contrast the   of function in  measured  decoration  qualitatively refined with a  style as the  measure  of independence an impression of depth harmonies  so disproportionate  adorned in different hues with unsurpassable with a precision ennobled  existence...

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Drawn to a template, we wish to colour, we yet know not the force that drew us in but we write away as would a scholar, inspired by thoughts, silencing worldly din. Inspirations that in-pour, are God's grace, reverberating through our conscious mind, wherein doing nothing, each wave we trace as symbols hoping they are well aligned. Although we know the word is...

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All these spherical bubbles I blow Look much alike planets we know....

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Dance of the Spheres As clear crystal fiery stars dance through the Milky Way The music of Heaven’s spheres vibrates harmonies - In dainty minuets comet’s trails and starry orbs waltz into the day. With solar breezes astral tarantellas dip and sway Celestial instruments in tune for moonlit symphonies As clear crystal fiery stars dance through the Milky Way. Adagio storms of...

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Music of the spheres celestial Drums roll in the distance Conch sounded as God’s miracle Divine entwined parlance Go in, within, to feel Soundless thunder appeal As blissful currents heal Here, within, so near Music of the spheres 26-September-2021 Quietus...

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Two large bells float silently in the still blue sky Stoical inscrutable gravity-defying silver grooved spheres quietly reflecting on the serenely vacant landscape The visitors don't belong yet they arrived to defy our certainty ...

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May your drives be long and true Missed fairways, but a few And when in a rough, Be it not tall enough To affect your follow through May your approach shots miss every tree Be straight and shank free Your club selection right To land it pin high With a line easy to read May the greens be not to slow or fast Always dry, clean...

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STROLLING IN THE VIBRANT OF AUTUMN Strolling down the park, marvelous sight of wonder, God’s beautiful landscape in kaleidoscope. My heart in salutation in vibrant color of the leaves. Celestial spheres, seems to meet the earth and sky, in bright hues of stunning red, orange, yellow and purplish nirvana. Hand in hands, we strolled, emerald green and gold...

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