Vaulted Poems - Poems about Vaulted

... I sit and watch the twilight In vaulted heaven burns brittle stars I feel the rush of wind It cares the ash of pine I feel the movement of the earth In rivers of darkness flow I feel the ......

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... Sepulchered inside a vaulted night so deep the crow soars alone inside that ebon sky of yours Center arched in space, heaven is filled with stars an so your secret lies across orange-yell......

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...Artists are not so different, at times glossing over truth, hiding beneath a sheen -- some extra linseed goes a long way... What is this cry for realism?! Picasso sought deeper meaning vi......

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... They hold their courts of pomp and ceremony in the name of history they say. They sway the poor and destitute at arms length to avoid acknowledging their eyes, their hearts, their voices for exi......

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... Not the grand hymn sung in the vaulted nave, Nor the candle flickering bright and brave, But the whisper of love that none can see, A heart that bends to the lowly and free. Not the weight of w......

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... The vaulted sky set with stars, water lapping the pier in prayer and all around me, the late evening air still warm from the day. What holds this all together also holds me in the moment, t......

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... Where I do not exist there is emptiness, a world with no little girl gathering blooms; no child born a poet full of awareness, no dark poems about cemetery tombs. Not a word writ......

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...Could there be anything sweeter, than our little dog named Fartina, I wanted to see less of wretched in-laws, they no longer come over because, the gaseous funky green cloud, emitting from Farti......

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...Greg Duplantis finished fifth in the Olympic trial, But this pole vaulter would not accept that cruel denial. He hatched an elaborate plan which was just his style. He hailed heptathlon's Helen......

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...A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway (route 76) both heading into (and a small number of hours later exiting) center city Philadelphia to Schwenksville on May 19th, 2024. Yours truly......

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...Inspiration is soothing. Like a breeze that lands it’s crisp wings on the perspiration on your skin. Like a deep breath after holding no air in your lungs too long. Like a long awaited cup o......

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... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......

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... For manic, listless, bipolar, mad souls, the rate of solitude increases fast, like the second derivative; to last, velocity accelerates near black holes, which tug light into sin......

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...In Ouachita's tales, where pine needles sigh. I trace the mountains' ancient, weathered crown. Silvered river forgotten secrets float by And fills my heart, a sonorous chamber now. A flame igni......

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...In the vaulted sky where thunder roars, Clouds rupture with a mighty force. Lightning dances, a fiery waltz, As rain descends in soothing salts. The heart, too, can rupture deep, In agony and ......

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