Vase Poems - Poems about Vase

...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......Read the rest...

...'Salon reflected in 19thcenury vase'* Mcdermott&McGough divert our gaze......Read the rest...

...petals and love abound hotel room adorned by vase lovers seal the deal......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The vase is beautiful in its simplicity, just as a canvas is simply there to hold the art so lovingly applied, it allows the flowers to take center stage. ......Read the rest...

... She is a Pacific ocean Tranquil from outside tumultuous from with in Shallow it seems from the surface But deep, very deep it descends... And what things it carry ins......Read the rest...

...I sat and watched as it continually banged it's head into the window pane, that fly. My cat sits on the cill and swipes out at the fly as it buzzes around his head, But he missed and knocked over......Read the rest...

...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......Read the rest...

...The Bumblebee He grew up in a poor household, thought sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother an eager reader had many books that were given and sometimes stolen, often from those who though......Read the rest...

... That was Then, and This is Now In the crypt of our loves memory, we danced so free, Our romance, a cursed flame, burned with spectral glow. But secrets, whispers from the damned, yo......Read the rest...

...The pain in my heart threatens to be my end, I sought to show the 'me' that God did intend. Yet, silenced I stand, to the skies, I relent, "Your will, not mine," my whispered consent. Hunger ig......Read the rest...

...In dust-laden silence, past the reach of day, The mansion's library whispered of forgotten tales, Its heartbeat echoed in the books arrayed. Time's soft touch graced each spine and page, Among ......Read the rest...

...nonpareil domnia lui Would words speak him to Pharoah. Shall Casear speak me to hizzpeeplez. Might I gloat in vain to be defeated in Florence?Nonpareil domnia lui! might we contest contractio......Read the rest...

...Oh my dear Cerise, Though your tear ducts stain blue, With the petals you pluck, Singing faint words of 'He loves me not', As the flower wilts in your hands. Dear Cerise don't cry, As they cr......Read the rest...

...The tulips are too excitable, it is Winter here. —Sylvia Plath (Tulips) Like Tulip-beds of different shape and dyes, bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs. —Thomas M......Read the rest...

...A Day at The Auction (Silly word play) Gathered a well known assortment of undesirables, Who came to View an eclectic array of collectables, Searching through others unwanted respectabl......Read the rest...