Gallery Poems - Poems about Gallery

...Would you steal an oil painting from someone’s wall? Would you steal cultivated flowers from someone’s garden? Would you steal an author’s great novel? Would you steal quilts made by someone’s gra......Read the rest...

...People came and went all night, welcomed by the warm evening, the 12-piece jazz band, rich restaurant aromas and the boundless night sky. I hear their enthusiasm as they’re escorted to their tables. ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Poetry, the supreme form of knowledge and expression, is the window to infinity, Through which the soul traverses hidden, unseen, and deep realms, Religion, science, philosophy, mathematics, art, a......Read the rest...

...In this life you have to be prepared for unmentionables, don't pretend they don't exist, can't have daisies, sunshine all the time, my imagination or is it a female problem? Guys are tough, don't ......Read the rest...

... In the manicured meadow of woeful weeds, where hope sprouts amidst forlorn fragrance of frozen seeds, I dance to the hypnotic breeze, hanging on saintly strings with cosmic eyes, unraveli......Read the rest...

...This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break. Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a gall......Read the rest...

...Listen to how silence sings in the crypt of the forgotten soul, Each echo, a devotion at the unseen altars of solitude. We, travelers in an indecipherable odyssey, shadows on the walls of the caver......Read the rest...

...Strolling through the Clubhouse 3 gallery, Plenty of pretty pictures for me to see, But one that especially caught my eye Was a curiously attired bulldog guy. I gazed closely into each brown so......Read the rest...

...The gathered, outside my house, lingered long, As if it were Halloween night - A rogue's gallery of goblins and ghouls, They were an unwanted sight. Their faces had a strange semblance of masks......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...

...There is rumour..Speculation? that old clause Has left this station..? And an earthly king is sickening Is there poision.? Or just nothing? the world stage plays Seem deserted?? Are their fortune......Read the rest...

...My heart aches a little today Should I seek to know why Or be content the reason is Monday It's raining on me Should I feel it Or just put up my hood When Friday comes around Do I fear I ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dawns a courtroom closing in on midday, and a cheery sun uncovering its place being less demanding--a sage who dons sufficiently in her vocation ......Read the rest...

... Quiet and beautiful is the day, where reflection adjoins - with bustling children,- adorned,- with bright,- happy colors and a sense of thankfulness, glory. It is a stark reality, that mu......Read the rest...