Venus Poems - Poems about Venus

Morning Venus appears inviting me to follow along I won't, I'm not ready yet......

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venus flytrap waits for the next insect to come for her next good meal...

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Perhaps I’ll tear my eyes away Let my crimson spill and stray Sew my wounds with piercing thread If you’d love me though I bled Death does not seem so grim Nor does the noose’s cold, tight hymn Summon Venus, my muse Let her claim what I shall lose Caress my flesh till breath runs dry Let crimson drip as fingers tie Stab me with...

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Sworn together by my troth my May bride when joined were glad hearts on eternal date - Rome did not fall nor the planets collide and blessed by the Fates we did celebrate. You wore pearls, rings of emerald and gold, and girl, you and I an earthly child bore - O’ Venus, heed my...

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Venus rages brightly tonight But the night is thick with shame. It doesn't cool my round thoughts Nor hold my soul to the flame. Some things just can't be said; Neither can they be helped. These things should be weathered - And through it all - be felt. Pieces of me...

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THREE ROCKS Written for Competition : A Magical Journey Sponsor : Constance La France [ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this reality behind, far behind ] Once upon an ancient time a magical journey undertook I with two rocks like skulls seaweed mossed...

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A crescent moon was visible Last night from in our car And close to it was Venus, Shining like the brightest star. It really was a special treat To look up in the sky And gaze upon such beauty, Needing just the naked eye. I’m such a sucker for the moon So it was a delight To be greeted by its presence On a crisp and...

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The Call to Venus (A lone voice whispers as a ceremony begins) Candles lit In brazier pit Like a reborn Prospero Music playing As offerings Are lit To summon the universe And all who goes To step in and commit Guardians in The Great In-Between Guard us And all our kin From all unseen Who flows White lights Bound Around our homes To guard against ghouls From loosened tombs Floating around like red balloons We...

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Tombs begin to bloom like raw, bloodless wounds. Tomes are written with truths of her dead moon’s tones. A keening lunacy keeps the dirges alive, while bones rise out of repose. A degloved hand on the dial hones into a night rainbow's radio, she runs on solar, hopes for the rhythm to wrench free from her toller— copes with the captivity...

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Beautiful car ...

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Sweet as honey Smooth as wine Venus your name. ...

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What do you reckon Venus of Milos was doing when she was fully limbed? Was she thinking Deep thoughts Holding the apple Measuring the gravity Of her life? Was she, like Aphrodite, Poised with a shield About to march off Into a battle Confidence writ on her face? Was she a Muse Putting on her work...

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Every little word, It used to attract me like honeysuckle in a mid-summers bloom. The nectar that dripped from the flower smelt sweet, the beautiful yellow pollen that left a trace on everything it touched. Every. Little. Word. As the seasons changed, I got used to you finding a new place to bloom and leave your mark there, I'm fine sharing...

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Your darted arrow of Venus impales Our demise persists through our veins The echo in my heart is hopeless What is love when death skims the surface?...

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The breath-taking rhythm and rhyme of the cosmic music Venus dances in a little circle around the Earth. Composed of five heart-shaped movements, psychotherapeutic Isn't she the embodiment of love, beauty, and mirth? Comprehensive courses in cohesion and cognition Heart-shaped inferior and superior conjunction A form akin to the petals of a primrose fission spins clockwise on her axis with a flesh-blood...

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