Get Your Premium Membership

Turquois Poems - Poems about Turquois


Premium Member I dive into the cauldron
... and in my dream I plunge deep into a magic cauldron it is not a pot, vat, or tank not a vessel of any kind but a turquois ocean where blue waves crash over me I plummet and vanish down, down......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, magic,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Turquois Children
...Upon the open plain, they're free and happy purity of their heart drum beats for the scarcity of black powdered sins the abundance of peace. Rouged snowflakes descend the buffalo are runni......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, culture,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member pink hair made sense in the fifties
...I stare at the nostalgic art It is straight out of the fifties When women were dying thei hair Turquois to match their turquoise car and luggage Or pink to match their pink car and luggage I sta......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Emotional Colors
...Emotional colors I wish I was red No I wish I were purple I wish I was green How I wish it were true I wish I were pink No I wish I was yellow I wish I were gold Then I’d know......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, sad,
Form: Rhyme
The Fascination of Seahorses
...The story of seahorses is as enchanting as can be, they’re a sweet little family living under the sea. They wear skeletons on the outside for all to see. One thousand eggs the dear daddy unde......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, nature, ocean,
Form: Rhyme



Feathers and Airplanes
...I have walked on fiery morning clouds. My hair like shooting stars behind me. I have chased lightning and whirlwinds in Hell, then drunk the nectar of Spring rain. I have stood at the ed......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, native american,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cairns Edge
...The beach gathers its dead. Thousands of horseshoe crabs come home on the full moon’s tide. Their courting dances, scrawled with claw and carapace in the wet sand, leave with the ghost hands of n......

Continue reading...
Categories: turquois, age, autumn, ocean,
Form: Lyric

Book: Reflection on the Important Things