Tapestries Poems - Poems about Tapestries

In the twilight valleys where shadows weave endless tapestries, Where the breath of dusk embroiders the horizon in shades of evening, A hermit dreams, his window an eternal portal flung wide open, To skies where eternity whispers secrets to the gathered stars. He is the sole architect of the divine murmur, Casting his heart as a sacred manuscript upon the...

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Now, a duel of the fates; Green and red lightsabers buzz with that trademark sound; To choose the easy path; Who will win? Our hearts pound; Now, a duel of the fates; Jedis don’t know anger they prefer a clear mind; As Master Yoda says ‘Hate leads to suffering.’ Now, a duel of the fates; There are always two sides, who’s right is perspective; Look at...

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But like all memory, it fades as new ones are born The memories rise to the surface and sink to the depth of obscurity I remember all his nights of stories and that Orange little spark weaving tapestries of memory Deep into the night dispersing the wrath of summer storms into gentle rains Passing the time in the...

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A strike of a match would briefly carve His weatherworn features From the darkness full of his words Echoes from history of an exorbitant life A face full of history and mystery That still lingers In my minds eye I remember the darkest richest of nights As the crimson end of that cigarette with its Glowing tip dances orange...

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I remember nights on the south side porch After a full dinner & nothing on TV We gather to sit talk and listen to cicadas cry High Into the spring night Or deep into the fall gloom Or even long into the summers eve We watch lightning playing across a dark sky Anticipating the wrath of summer storms Or fall rains,...

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I Have Spun Tapestries Of Golden Words I have walked paths from dawn's glowing birth across oceans spanning earth's massive girth, from mountains scratching on high, heavenly skies to mysterious realms others oft deny. A soul wandering, sometimes lost in space. Eagerly seeking her vanishing face. I have spun tapestries of golden words sang ditties with most beautiful songbirds, swam in wondrous lakes with...

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She danced and sang like no one was watching They ravenously gather for the show Humanities insatiable appetites The follies of mankind’s emotional tapestries, who would have ever known The extreme need for heighten trivial stimulation The misery of the same; the mundane Heaven forbid we sit here in this very moment God’s true miracle; life appears to be made in vain The...

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My life is made of tapestries Beautiful Yet so flawed. I think I never knew it Although I have known it All before. You ask me what "can't you do" Oh so enquiringly I answer "I can't fly yet" Ever so conspiringly. So if beauty is in Imperfections And my tapestry Is full Then ain't life Funny that way? Ain't it thrill? So I return to where I Started About tapestries and souls And...

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The whispering trees Shed some leaves Upon a wind that blew To a castle door A message for the Summer Queen Of tapestries not yet made Or the reason for The Summer Queen Gathered every single leaf Blew a kiss to the whispering trees Closed a Castle door Took the Great Winding Stair To her chamber To begin …. The Great Forest Tapestries Leaves of every colour Every...

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The Princesses ........... Tapestries to hang, in the great hall Such beauty and colour............. To enthrall A Tapestry of Faeries............. Green and gold Made with love........ Enchanting.......... The eyes to behold........ Tiny wings...... Glowing things A tapestry of flowers.......... How rich the colour! Bursting forth.......... A garden for them all It was meant .......... Blazoning...

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