Veined Poems - Poems about Veined

... A calligraphy, a veined post-script for the rusty sheen of mortality. Behold the dying and the replenishing, the glory of the shedding and investing. All this upon a forest floor.<>...

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...Artist - derelict and drifter move about like windblown bones bathing in the dry veined riverbed stream fashioning crafts from a lifetime of dewed memory weaving ends that tend to never meet the......

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... my soul-rose has a fulcrum sometimes veined petals spread a c R o Ss skies unknown thorns ready for piercing when blood too perfumed passionat......

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...When I crossed the violet bridge of thought, From crystal-veined Atlantis — I was caught By Lemuria’s breath, warm like a sigh, Where mountains hummed and stars walked by. There were no towers,......

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... twelve of us he choose to paint sons of Jacob in an earthen jar so sturdy plonked us with vehemence directed by neuronal cells skull protecting scrambled delicacy ......

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...Stained glass marvel completed within six months Delicate iridescent hues, light as a faerie’s veined wings I am thunderstruck by my talents; this was my first attempt Listening to others' comment......

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...Mr Ragged 2024 The unsteady slow winter moon, trudges towards a freezing night; riding on winds back,of shadows feint, blowing out the days diminishing light, It i......

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...He stood, somewhat defiantly, Among the “well” dressed Frayed pant cuffs Missing a button on his flannel Well-worn shoes Gnarly, veined hands He would vote today It is his duty, his privilege ......

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...A fragment of matted stone breaks surface, it is already colonized by moss and fungi factories. Eventually all will churn green spawns to green lawns, not yet of course, ‘yet’ has t......

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... in the autumn breezes silent trees shed their leaves in shades of vivid yellow, orange, red purple, brown, and maroon and the many hues 'tween they ru......

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...On the heights, in marble stands a temple wrought by hopeful hands to please the one, eternal king; to sacrifice and praise and sing. Then the night ... dark witching hour. Marble cracks from ......

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...Old means sudden pain of unknown origin fluency of mind becomes like a foreigner. Old means the circle has shrunk to a point Old is ignored, like a newly minted orphan. Old is when the glitter ......

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... I read a poem about a mother, a saintly mother, who, with knotted and veined hands, crocheted blankets and booties and mittens for grandchildren, who made lemonade ......

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...this new found flower was a combination of delight and joy delicate, veined and fuchsia like an orchid with teeny tiny white faerie daisies in the center I did not know the name, but it was from G......

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...three faeries with beautifully veined transparent wings arrived at midnight Not unlike Pan who had been there before, they brought happiness light. Their mission was to add some levity and joy to t......

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