Silken Poems - Poems about Silken

Written: November 24, 2024 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann __________________________ In a calyx of ambivalent dreams, where shadows swirl as silken strands, I slip through the...

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Under the silken sky of night, among stars shining like diamond tears, I wonder, in the endless flow of my thoughts, if we could have become angels, if we were capable of embracing the experience of art and transforming it, molding it according to the moral ideals expressed in creation, like divine sculptors, carving in the pure light of...

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In the silken night, when the moon hides shyly behind velvet clouds, I hear your call in a whisper lost in the melancholic howl of the wind, and I think of my true name, the one you wish to know, not the one given by my mother, a silent memory of unfulfilled dreams, but the one that says I lightly...

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In the silken veil of tender twilight, where shadows weave a mystic cloud and a moonbeam whispers ancient secrets about the spell of love, brave and bold, I lose myself in thoughts and dreams, in memories that float like petals of time on a breeze, like ancient scrolls from timeless seas, each moment a celestial dance, a fleeting touch, a stolen glance, and I...

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Under the silken whispers of twilight, where shadows waltz in the embrace of memories, You do not have to be good, nor walk Through the desert of repentance for endless miles, You only need to let the gentle creature of your body Love what it loves. Meanwhile, the world continues its journey, Meanwhile, the sun and the clear droplets of rain Cross...

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Silken chains So long ago we were so young and gave no thought to what might be forever seemed so very clear we were so sure of what would be so many days we did dance so many nights in joy were passed and years did pass so slowly by with little change by us seen and yet somehow a day did come where change did come so suddenly tomorrow now we could see and that our end it...

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Stoic she sits As an oyster lacking a grain of sand No Pearl of Great Price or wisdom to share. Stoic she sits A smile adorns her face while we hold hands, ...

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Luminous lids lift, languidly unveiling vistas of vibrant verse, as lavish laughter lines lips that lure with lyricism. Sultry syllables swirl, a sweet serenade that saturates the senses, summoning sonnets that soar on solar winds. Gentle gestures glide, a gracious gamut of elegance, as each delicate digit dances, dripping with dignified demeanor. Fiery fervor flashes, a fervent fusion...

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Spider rests on the faded web, content Easy autumn, leaves crumbling into dust, Pastel moon aglow, watches their descent. Joy rises from every momentous gust, Blessings flowing on gentle stardust skies, Easy autumn, leaves crumbling into dust. Amber and gold, chanting songs to chastise, Some nights the heart reflects all the wonders, Blessings flowing on gentle stardust skies. Way up high there abides pulsing...

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Stiffly staring from a faded frightened far is a sullen silken star. Scornfully scattered behind it’s skittish skin of scolded scowling scars. Youthfully yearning for a life contentedly cleansed in candlelight....

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Silken Thread Come and sit spider whispered, rest upon my silken thread Tarry here within my artwork, naught a fear for you to dread Sorry Miss the fly called softly, your silken thread is but a trap I will rest among the roses, breathe perfume and taste their sap Please be careful whispered spider, of the thorns along their stems For...

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Listen to the forest in the depth of one’s mind and craft arresting soundscapes from within. Gaze into a spectral morning dazzling anew and watch those scales that slither from one’s eyes, Utter silken threads that pulse each vein with choral church bells ascending thru a literati conduit. Wallow in the cascade of an oceanic blue and cherish every vital sea green moment Posted...

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She is the silken dragon tamer, and she comes with an agenda. We stay out of her way; her name is Miss Magical Lucinda. Has wands made of feathers of the phoenix, and other magical birds. Creatures we have not been exposed to said Madame LA ‘Curd. The silken dragon tamer! Are you being serious now? I have heard of...

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does them off darns sews it loves silk worms handkerchiefs silk webs spider weaves 1/4/22 Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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Scarves of silken vapor parade from field to field a variety of hues and colors, hiding fox and quail I am traveling in my small plane, observing the result of labor farmers in overalls working from sun to moon to provide food. Scarves of silken vapor meander through the woods, enticing violets, mushrooms, and toadstools to grow renegade From this height...

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