Statuary Poems - Poems about Statuary

... I can’t help but chuckle when I see dashboards cluttered with statuary – the virgin Mary, Jesus, St. Christopher, and dangling from the rearview mirror (no doubt as backup for real harm), ......Read More

...In ancient cities and times, kings, rulers and their faceless queens were exalted in marble statuary, yet so much of those effigies now remain headless. Those bygone busts and figures have l......Read More

...Clicking latch of the evening door boot tracks through fallen feathers, crows adorn the eaves little ebon stomachs growling. “I don’t have any seeds on me right now” Bird’s beady eyes cut t......Read More

...I was walking through Woodruff Park again today, although it felt a little bit more like swimming; I had to backstroke my way through viscous Summer air. As I stopped to catch my breath and tow......Read More

...His shop is filled with the finest treasures The artist walks ‘midst his imposing creations, By the marvelous statuary, and original pictures. Artifacts collected from myriads of nat......Read More

...Marry a poet Who will write you poems And treat you; a pet Composed many anthems With kisses that presents you his QUEEN in a banquet Marry a poet, a great bard Who will take care in be......Read More

...With Careful Spoons Your perfume essence speaks of lazy afternoons under sage trees. You kissed my bent neck with a pointed snake of sweet saliva eyes. Now we are twisting inside my slow tilted ......Read More

...Last Friday they closed down the brothel up the street Gothic beauties standing despite negative propaganda I hated seeing them go...it was a real fine place to meet With its beckoning red ligh......Read More

...From The Heart To The Cross The burden to carry on a journey slated, Weighs heavily on an outcome known fated. When faith is the belief in hope for deliverance Where humanity’s destiny h......Read More

... I've climbed the monkey-sided mountains overlooking Rishikesh; a spill of Rishis in the granite bowl below, each with callous, with incense, with their various beggaries...each sweet-tongued ......Read More

...Georgie His was a pudgy boyish countenance, With rounded river eyes and an Alfalfa smile. He wheezed like a sick tern with repeated asthma attacks, Playing hard at the various outdoor games an......Read More

... Standing all alone in the woods; eyes shut, I feel the lilting light. Sun dodges needles through the crown, beams land on my skin softly so. Brisk breezes quicken and rustle. Bristlecone pin......Read More

...Even the Lazy Lizard Even the lazy lizard knows when not to beg, when not to emerge, from behind the hungry black rock of another dying hand, hopelessly clutching the mysteries of another sit......Read More

...Inside A ‘72 Econoline This old green van has a musty smell to it, Like a pair of sweaty rancid socks Mixed with half-empty beer cans. It’s a banged up thing, this ’72 Econoline. Scratches and......Read More

...A GARDEN IN PARADISE I took her hand beneath the quivering diamond trees Which shook their hymns upon us in the warm, October sun. We found paradise in the glades beneath our knees As flute and......Read More