Victorian Poems - Poems about Victorian

...A lady in a Victorian dress, Next to an old printing press. Within a gloomy writing lair, Falling down the abyss of despair. I can see the tempest in her heart, It’s like a wild museum of art.......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Attic room paint, musty gray-blue fallen stars, moon's silver hues fairytale clutter, brother’s treasure map ......Read the rest...

... During a bad storm one night I turned on my television Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision I went outside and saw the aerial had bent over but it would have to wai......Read the rest...

..."Maybe I am not very human - what I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house. There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of a house. Though I may influence genius, t......Read the rest...

... A Haunting Waltz As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and dreary, Whispers in the shadows, tales of Victorian eerie. The moon, a spectral lantern, spills its ghastly glow on cob......Read the rest...

...And in parts of the world for medicals, revive their bestilled passions. Magic holds practiced heart of effervescent spectrum, aquatic lilies peals, summons one home. Aqueous lotus blossom, prome......Read the rest...

... In a world where the color black is often misunderstood, Let's shed some light on what's truly good. Black Friday sales, a shopper's delight, Financial success on the bottom line, shines bright.......Read the rest...

... The Window To My Serenity Through stained glass, into the soul of my idyllic garden, What eyes have seen your beauty, reflections in a s......Read the rest...

...Kansas City’s Renaissance Fair is fun; you can dress steampunk Go as Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, or a Victorian Queen. You can be a knight of the Round Table or King Arthur It is embraced by s......Read the rest...

... The Jacobite Rose Falling , the conscience of mankind , at ease . As soaring souls reign over our nomadic skies , Our gardens tiered as the Jacobite roses bloom , Roaming he......Read the rest...

...QUAFF OR SIP In days of old one drank from a flagon Some were even embossed with a dragon Yet more recently, mugs then emerged And demand for matching items surged Whether in tin, porcelai......Read the rest...

... Fresh leaves fall gently on the ground without making a sound Piano keys softly caress warmed by sunlight gest Brushing my senses on this delicate afternoon she plays on, as time just cro......Read the rest...

...“I’m reluctant to share my secret, but being we are the closest of friends, I will share my secret with you. But before I do I’m going to ask you to pinkie swear that you won’t tell anyone else .” Ma......Read the rest...

...Victorian ring, upon whose finger have you been? The stories you could tell, with just a cameo shell, a natural wonder, your spell I am under… Portrait of Psyche, or are you Aphrodite? ......Read the rest...

... first things first this is not for everyone you have to have quite a belly to stomach it if you catch the drift of them ......Read the rest...