Symbolism Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#symbolism
Vital vespers
beyond bliss
kindle me your affection
in the vaporizing sounds
liquidity lingers
night will not tell
Victorian crinoline
preforming an art
called humanity
truth rattles my bones
time pirouetting
joyous celibacy
I became the Siren
beholden to
myself alone
the odor
utopian sentiment
cries nobility
soul found!
ad infinitum
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kindle me your affection
in the vaporizing sounds
liquidity lingers
night will not tell
Victorian crinoline
preforming an art
called humanity
truth rattles my bones
time pirouetting
joyous celibacy
I became the Siren
beholden to
myself alone
the odor
utopian sentiment
cries nobility
soul found!
ad infinitum
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all rights reserved
#symbolism
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history called celestial faces
Eons ago
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmuted embers
sleeper you have beckoned me
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
looking through
a lulling luring lens
speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around...
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmuted embers
sleeper you have beckoned me
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
looking through
a lulling luring lens
speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around...
#women
#symbolism
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Reverse Phoenix (Eagles burn slow)
Don’t shield your eyes now
The art has just begun to spread
The sirens are loud, and the colors are bright
The warmth that you tried to extinguish lives.
Don’t shield your eyes,
Don’t shield them now.
Look at the ashes that dance in the air,
Look at our smiles,
Puke at our freedoms
While we’re drunk off your despair.
Don’t close your eyes,
Your pain is my drug.
I want to feel intoxicated again.
Feed me your lies,...
The art has just begun to spread
The sirens are loud, and the colors are bright
The warmth that you tried to extinguish lives.
Don’t shield your eyes,
Don’t shield them now.
Look at the ashes that dance in the air,
Look at our smiles,
Puke at our freedoms
While we’re drunk off your despair.
Don’t close your eyes,
Your pain is my drug.
I want to feel intoxicated again.
Feed me your lies,...
#metaphor
#nostalgia
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
#StreamOfConsciousness #symbolism
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New years blessings
gnosis where snow flakes flock
sentient ones immortal icicles
may he that speaketh begin
among last fading greens
these three unite as She
Sala Niejta daughter of Sun
Rana Niejta daughter of this fertile earth
Saivo Niejta daughter of the underworlds
stand with me encircled
silver slivers shine
salving breath
ice giants
chasms
now
we...
sentient ones immortal icicles
may he that speaketh begin
among last fading greens
these three unite as She
Sala Niejta daughter of Sun
Rana Niejta daughter of this fertile earth
Saivo Niejta daughter of the underworlds
stand with me encircled
silver slivers shine
salving breath
ice giants
chasms
now
we...
#symbolism
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once a black moon
a nymph slips
sylph shaded
bearing eyelids
kajal writings
engraved lips
occur opaque
ancestral
I gaze into
sentient
essence
find me
lunar one
among lithium
my Lilith orb
becomes
a lily white
atom
floating
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sylph shaded
bearing eyelids
kajal writings
engraved lips
occur opaque
ancestral
I gaze into
sentient
essence
find me
lunar one
among lithium
my Lilith orb
becomes
a lily white
atom
floating
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all rights reserved
#Romanticism
#symbolism
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Shamanism
born as Buryat
Mongolia
Siberia
these are the names
forefather foremother gave me
horse shoed donkey eyed
we climbed at times barefoot
arctic lupines teething icicles
slivers silver camouflaged
until mauve mirrors grew
gongs tremble skies
songs sighed
antlers bear hives
Tuvan tongues
snow flaked
we are the only ones
ancient
architects
of
silence
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Mongolia
Siberia
these are the names
forefather foremother gave me
horse shoed donkey eyed
we climbed at times barefoot
arctic lupines teething icicles
slivers silver camouflaged
until mauve mirrors grew
gongs tremble skies
songs sighed
antlers bear hives
Tuvan tongues
snow flaked
we are the only ones
ancient
architects
of
silence
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all rights reserved
#symbolism
#tradition
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10 COMMANDMENTS FOR POETS
1. THOU SHALL write to please self.
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
2. THOU SHALL not be a slave to rules.
3. THOU SHALL not be afraid of rejection.
4. THOU SHALL not expect every poem to be perfect.
5. THOU SHALL read the works of others.
6. THOU SHALL always be looking for ideas.
7. THOU SHALL not confuse inspiration with perspiration.
8. THOU SHALL remember writing poetry makes you a poet.
9. THOU SHALL not be a plagiarist.
10. THOU SHALL not quit!
#emotional
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
#uplifting
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Vetrnaetr, winter nights beginning
once more
I become her
silver silken haired
as she swims turmoil tides
diadems from dew
bend their fragile heads
floating in lunar light
cosmic clams open
blood of my brethren
sea faring
one eyed
as last leaf leaves
from her torso
earth bore
a nameless child
vespers
whisper
vinter
for tonight
my bride
is winter
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all rights...
I become her
silver silken haired
as she swims turmoil tides
diadems from dew
bend their fragile heads
floating in lunar light
cosmic clams open
blood of my brethren
sea faring
one eyed
as last leaf leaves
from her torso
earth bore
a nameless child
vespers
whisper
vinter
for tonight
my bride
is winter
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights...
#spiritual
#symbolism
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The Lamp and the Mirror's Midnight Chat
In silence's hush, where shadows play,
a lamp and mirror conversed one day,
their voices whisper, soft and low,
as midnight's stillness let their secrets grow.
Lamp: "Oh, Mirror, reflector of the soul,
what tales you tell, in silvery role.
Do you see joy or sorrow's sway?"
Mirror: "Both, dear Lamp, in endless array."
Lamp: "I light the path, through darkest night,
guiding dreamers, banishing fright.
But do you think, my glow's enough?"
Mirror: "Your radiance, shines steadfast love." ...
a lamp and mirror conversed one day,
their voices whisper, soft and low,
as midnight's stillness let their secrets grow.
Lamp: "Oh, Mirror, reflector of the soul,
what tales you tell, in silvery role.
Do you see joy or sorrow's sway?"
Mirror: "Both, dear Lamp, in endless array."
Lamp: "I light the path, through darkest night,
guiding dreamers, banishing fright.
But do you think, my glow's enough?"
Mirror: "Your radiance, shines steadfast love." ...
#dialogue
#symbolism
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giving birth (poetry)
you have
gave birth,
not to
something
new, but
something
old,
you are
the mother,
you are
the father,
each word
is breath,
each line
becomes
age,
now you
place them
out there,
on
their own.
gave birth,
not to
something
new, but
something
old,
you are
the mother,
you are
the father,
each word
is breath,
each line
becomes
age,
now you
place them
out there,
on
their own.
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#symbolism
#uplifting
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Orange
Poem 2: colours of Sol
Tangerine,
sweet.
Bounce and fizzle,
bright.
Excitement and joy,
glamour and sequin- shining like a
star. Gold.
I live for tomorrow,
drink and laugh, happy
just to exist.
Tangerine,
sweet.
Bounce and fizzle,
bright.
Excitement and joy,
glamour and sequin- shining like a
star. Gold.
I live for tomorrow,
drink and laugh, happy
just to exist.
#symbolism
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Red
Poem 1: colours of Sol
Anger, rage.
Hate,
they cloud the stage.
Blind
fury- shattering glass
and smashing the walls. Slicing open
a vein.
Bleed and scream. I see red.
Anger, rage.
Hate,
they cloud the stage.
Blind
fury- shattering glass
and smashing the walls. Slicing open
a vein.
Bleed and scream. I see red.
#symbolism
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DU Poetry : Symbolism Seeking Friendly Advice Poems