Antique Poems - Poems about Antique

... In the dingy light of an antique shop, I rummage through a box of old photographs. A lady’s image holds my eye: I hold her up to a soft light filtered from a nearby window. A scrat......Read the rest...

...midnight was glowing in recall of antique gold huge yellow daisy pleasures we once knew when dusk daisy glowed redly twirl memory lane golden onyx dark shrouding melancholy moon a......Read the rest...

...Who knows who he is; how old he is? He is older than me, I know that: He is an ancient being. I am certain He must be omnipotent and omnipresent; He knows all (omniscient). He is from the age of......Read the rest...

...near the close of day violet sun's turned mellow gold rose all aglow then peach and plums swirl whereas blue-green day left, spent red creeps in, silent clouds of antique rose where has cr......Read the rest...

... “It’s only a chair,” she said. “And it’s old and too big and dark for your new apartment.” I looked again at the chair. It IS old, though not an antique, and it’s been with me all my life in......Read the rest...

...I'm searching for a poetry that’s a hotbed of immense danger, A spell that unleashes deep fear into every soul. I want poetry that shakes the universe of old ideas, Banned in bookstores, sites, an......Read the rest...

...Silver bells are so bland the artist told his wife I want to give these antique bells a little more life He spent a month on them adding coral and light blue I think they are beautiful, I hope you......Read the rest...

...I wanted to build a skylight in my place. My friends thought it was spurious. So I went and built it anyway. Now the neighbors above me are furious. I got a dog a few months ago, but he doesn'......Read the rest...

...Trinkets and treasures, given away Something for nothing, what can I say? Jewelry or gold Some artwork of old A gift for someone on my mind today Shopping, searching, a second hand store Pira......Read the rest...

...Your paradigm's a relic and yes a plea from data's cemetery, While I sculpt luminaries on screens a sable sea. "Company loyalty," a myth spun in your reverie But AI forges kingdoms in epheme......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......Read the rest...

...sometimes I sing antique anthems, of the nights I was confined within a bottle of diamond tears, wept woefully from the widest sky that held kaleidoscopic stars~ amidst festooned f......Read the rest...

...Hello I'm agent Brown I am not in a good place Hi agent Brown it's okay I'm here for you it's the dark place again I can't breathe that's okay just breathe and talk sweetie I was doi......Read the rest...

... Title 2/ BAIT Quote: Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare. William Blake The transiting sun shines on you deceptively, spreads shifting spectrum in chameleon sky, the mas......Read the rest...

...We are going to dig to bury our dead: Mother, father, sisters and brothers, Uncles, aunts, friends and strangers. We are going to inter our dead: Archbishop, pastors, Houngans and vicars. The ......Read the rest...