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<channel><title><![CDATA[BryantMeyers.com - PEMF & Energy Medicine - Poetry]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry]]></link><description><![CDATA[Poetry]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2026 11:09:12 -0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Lost Horizon]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/lost-horizon]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/lost-horizon#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 07:49:05 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[lost horizon]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/lost-horizon</guid><description><![CDATA[ i Breathe and Breathe the air so cleari See and Stare at you so dearthe Beauty of your form is Bornfrom swirling leaves that Trees AdornForlorn, Forlorn the branches barethey Fall from Grace, your face so fairand Bless the Ground resounding youWhistling Wondrous Waves of blueOcean of Sky Arise with meSee the Eyes that paint your seaMermaid of Shade with raven hairYour face the Sun Shadows the airi look at Brooks and rivers Highand Drink the Mist where you residemy mind turns Black with silence  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='z-index:10;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/9063622.jpg?295" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;display:block;">i Breathe and Breathe the air so clear<br />i See and Stare at you so dear<br />the Beauty of your form is Born<br />from swirling leaves that Trees Adorn<br /><br />Forlorn, Forlorn the branches bare<br />they Fall from Grace, your face so fair<br />and Bless the Ground resounding you<br />Whistling Wondrous Waves of blue<br /><br />Ocean of Sky Arise with me<br />See the Eyes that paint your sea<br />Mermaid of Shade with raven hair<br />Your face the Sun Shadows the air<br /><br />i look at Brooks and rivers High<br />and Drink the Mist where you reside<br />my mind turns Black with silence Deep<br />the Moon of You dost cast my sleep<br /><br />silvery Beams and Streams of light<br />Arise my Soul and take aflight<br />and Sing the Songs of love to you<br />Whistling Wondrous&nbsp;waves of blue<br /><br />the Starry ocean and Teary sky<br />Meet and Greet where you Reside<br />the Horizon Lost as pairs unite<br />I AM the Sea ..|.. You are the Night<br /><br />that Line that Separates the Two<br />that's Bright with White and Black with Blue<br />Dissolves into the golden light<br />With Thought of you, O breathless Sight</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Shall I Compare Thee To Love]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/shall-i-compare-thee-to-love]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/shall-i-compare-thee-to-love#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 07:45:52 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[shall i compare thee to love]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/shall-i-compare-thee-to-love</guid><description><![CDATA[ Shall I compare thee to Love&nbsp;Tis like comparing the Gibbous Moon&nbsp;To thousands of Suns Above&nbsp;Love Herself pales in your bloom&nbsp;Shall I Compare Thee to Agape&nbsp;Tis like comparing one drop of morning dew&nbsp;To the azure blue vastness of the seas&nbsp;For what is love without beauty's hue&nbsp;But darkness wrapped up in a dream&nbsp;Shall I compare thee to amore&nbsp;Tis like placing bits of gilded glass&nbsp;Next to flawless diamond ore&nbsp;Love Herself, makes a desperate  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style=' float: left; z-index: 10; position: relative; ;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/1079299.jpeg?313" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; display: block; ">Shall I compare thee to Love&nbsp;<br />Tis like comparing the Gibbous Moon&nbsp;<br />To thousands of Suns Above&nbsp;<br />Love Herself pales in your bloom&nbsp;<br /><br />Shall I Compare Thee to Agape&nbsp;<br />Tis like comparing one drop of morning dew&nbsp;<br />To the azure blue vastness of the seas&nbsp;<br />For what is love without beauty's hue&nbsp;<br />But darkness wrapped up in a dream&nbsp;<br /><br />Shall I compare thee to amore&nbsp;<br />Tis like placing bits of gilded glass&nbsp;<br />Next to flawless diamond ore&nbsp;<br />Love Herself, makes a desperate pass&nbsp;<br />To be the diamond your beauty bore&nbsp;<br />Through my eyes, shes wears you at last&nbsp;<br /><br />Shall I compare thee to a million hearts&nbsp;<br />Singing and bathing in Love's delight&nbsp;<br />Tis like comparing mud to renaissance art&nbsp;<br />Mona Lisa's smile melted in your sight&nbsp;<br />And angels gaze and strum their harps&nbsp;<br /><br />Shall I compare thee to love&nbsp;<br />Tis like comparing a snowflake to the mighty storm cloud&nbsp;<br />For the beauty of Love has its source&nbsp;<br />In an unspeakable magnificence such as yours&nbsp;<br />And I a poet , am but that snowflake&nbsp;<br />Seeking its source...with a heart that aches&nbsp;<br />For You.......&nbsp;</div> <hr  style=" clear: both; visibility: hidden; width: 100%; "></hr>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Remote Viewing]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/remote-viewing]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/remote-viewing#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 07:05:09 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[remote viewing]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/remote-viewing</guid><description><![CDATA[ Across all time, all planets lostTwain souls descend in blackened seasInto the blue with chills and frostA Light dost warm the frigid breeze&nbsp;On my knees In Fleshly GownArise my soul, no longer drowned&nbsp;The shore of light is now in sightBeauty beyond the steller starsOut of focus yet still ignitesMy heart with warmth from afar&nbsp;On my knees I pray for loveArise my soul and catch the dove&nbsp;Holy spirit now fills the landMy eyes the sky and feet the sandI look with sun and moon to y [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='z-index:10;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/1834004.jpg?190" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;display:block;">Across all time, all planets lost<br />Twain souls descend in blackened seas<br />Into the blue with chills and frost<br />A Light dost warm the frigid breeze<br />&nbsp;<br /><strong>On my knees In Fleshly Gown<br />Arise my soul, no longer drowned</strong><br />&nbsp;<br />The shore of light is now in sight<br />Beauty beyond the steller stars<br />Out of focus yet still ignites<br />My heart with warmth from afar<br />&nbsp;<br /><strong>On my knees I pray for love<br />Arise my soul and catch the dove</strong><br />&nbsp;<br />Holy spirit now fills the land<br />My eyes the sky and feet the sand<br />I look with sun and moon to you<br />Oh distance star with love's great tune<br />&nbsp;<br /><strong>On my knees in Heaven High<br />Arise my soul grow wings and fly</strong><br />&nbsp;<br />Soaring, Soaring in breathless air<br />Westward is the sun's great dance<br />I breathe the thought of Beauty Fair<br />And fly in hopes of Distant chance<br />&nbsp;<br />You seem so far like distant stars<br />Across great lands and mountains high<br />But wings of Love and Poesy Spar<br />And fight and win o'er Space and Time<br /><br />These rhymes you hear inside of you<br />Are beats of love straight from my heart<br />Oh distant star your light embues<br />These eyes that do remotely view<br />A love so blind that all is Art<br />When seen through Beauty That is True</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sense of Delight]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sense-of-delight]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sense-of-delight#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 20:22:21 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[sense of delight]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sense-of-delight</guid><description><![CDATA[ SightOh Soul of mine, didst we finda match of color and of hue.A match so true that tears of bluePaint the sky of my soul anewSoundO Spirit in me, can it finally beA matching sound and symphonyMy inner ear yearns to hearYour sweet music of the celestial spheresTouchO Spark of fire thou didst inspireA matching flame that feels the sameTouch my heart that pines to captureA love sublime and filled with raptureTasteO Eternal Space thats laced with loveMay I taste thy essence in another oneMy flower [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style=' float: left; z-index: 10; position: relative; ;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/2526818.jpg?264" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; display: block; "><strong>Sight</strong><br />Oh Soul of mine, didst we find<br />a match of color and of hue.<br />A match so true that tears of blue<br />Paint the sky of my soul anew<br /><br /><strong>Sound</strong><br />O Spirit in me, can it finally be<br />A matching sound and symphony<br />My inner ear yearns to hear<br />Your sweet music of the celestial spheres<br /><br /><strong>Touch</strong><br />O Spark of fire thou didst inspire<br />A matching flame that feels the same<br />Touch my heart that pines to capture<br />A love sublime and filled with rapture<br /><br /><strong>Taste</strong><br />O Eternal Space thats laced with love<br />May I taste thy essence in another one<br />My flowering buds wish to forever savor<br />Your Heavenly Ambrosia and honey-sweet &nbsp;flavor<br /><br /><strong>Smell</strong><br />O Source of all befall in me<br />A sense of olfactory blissful glee<br />Let me smell her redolent presence<br />Her flowering aromas and beautiful essence<br /><br /><strong>Synesthesia</strong><br />My senses explode and implode with bliss<br />Ecstatic transcendence engaged by kiss<br />My eyes hear music, my ears smell flowers<br />My nose sees beauty and my tongue feels showers<br />My skin tastes the touch of the miracle of you...<br />I Sense this poem may soon come true?</div> <hr  style=" clear: both; visibility: hidden; width: 100%; "></hr>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Blue Dress]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-blue-dress]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-blue-dress#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 20:07:41 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[the blue dress]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-blue-dress</guid><description><![CDATA[ I look at you in dress of blueAnd skies above come downI see your form in azure hueYour smile the sun adorns your gown&nbsp;Oh dress of light take stellar flightThe night now bright with noon-day skiesI see your face of grace tonightAs hues of blue embue and rise&nbsp;Arise, Arise O Sun of NightFull moon of glory pales the storyEclipse the prose with poems of youNovel Sight rests blue with glory&nbsp;Awake, Awake O Lake of BlueWet with dreams and Mountain streamsShimmering dew of aquatic huesMo [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='z-index:10;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/8789274.jpg?207" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;display:block;">I look at you in dress of blue<br />And skies above come down<br />I see your form in azure hue<br />Your smile the sun adorns your gown<br />&nbsp;<br />Oh dress of light take stellar flight<br />The night now bright with noon-day skies<br />I see your face of grace tonight<br />As hues of blue embue and rise<br />&nbsp;<br />Arise, Arise O Sun of Night<br />Full moon of glory pales the story<br />Eclipse the prose with poems of you<br />Novel Sight rests blue with glory<br />&nbsp;<br />Awake, Awake O Lake of Blue<br />Wet with dreams and Mountain streams<br />Shimmering dew of aquatic hues<br />Morning Star of mirrored beams<br />&nbsp;<br />Hail, Hail O grail of Light<br />Fill my chalice with delight<br />With each breath and thought<br />My love is wrought<br />Lets dance tonight<br />In Midnight Light<br />Your Form is Born<br />In skies Above<br />And Skies dew fall<br />Like Wintery Dove<br />Your face replaces<br />The Pale Blue Moon<br />With Light so bright<br />&nbsp;I Must Sing Your Tune<br />In each verse and turn<br />Of these words you hear<br />I'll Praise Your Beauty<br />For a Cosmic Year<br />&nbsp;<br />May I have this Dance with You?<br />A&nbsp;Beauty&nbsp;that is Dressed in Blue<br />Bringing Light upon the blackened Night<br />Oh Dress of Light Take Steller Flight<br />...With me tonight</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Bronzed Beauty Beyond Nefertiti]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-bronzed-beauty-beyond-nefertiti]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-bronzed-beauty-beyond-nefertiti#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 19:16:30 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[nefertiti]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-bronzed-beauty-beyond-nefertiti</guid><description><![CDATA[ The timeless Nile flows fertile and fierceThe sands of the hourglass its drops do pierceInto the buried past of Great Pharaohs and QueensThe most memorable of All was NefertitiThe name which means "the beautiful one has come"To help bring forth a revolution worshipping the SunThe Great Solar-Disk was the symbol of the dayBut it was nearly eclipsed with her beautiful faceO Royal Queen of Egypt your loveliness is entombedIn the collective hearts of man, adorned with double plumeWearing long flowi [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='z-index:10;position:relative;float:left;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/7398933.jpeg?165" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div class="paragraph" style='text-align:left;display:block;'>The timeless Nile flows fertile and fierce<br />The sands of the hourglass its drops do pierce<br />Into the buried past of Great Pharaohs and Queens<br />The most memorable of All was Nefertiti<br />The name which means "the beautiful one has come"<br />To help bring forth a revolution worshipping the Sun<br />The Great Solar-Disk was the symbol of the day<br />But it was nearly eclipsed with her beautiful face<br />O Royal Queen of Egypt your loveliness is entombed<br />In the collective hearts of man, adorned with double plume<br />Wearing long flowing white, you are fairest to the Pharaohs<br />Pyramid-like Pulchritude, your beauty rises incomparable<br />Though the Great Solar-Disk didst set in the past<br />The crowning comeliness of Nefertiti is mummified to last<br />But Eternal Beauty never sets but only changes her face<br />               And she is resurrected in New York by Liberty&rsquo;s grace<br />  </div> <hr style='width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;'></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sailing the Seven Sees]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sailing-the-seven-sees]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sailing-the-seven-sees#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 18:27:13 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[seven sees]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/sailing-the-seven-sees</guid><description><![CDATA[ (1)in a speck of windless dustcaught in rays of golden lightMy eyes see you from the suni am standing and burning in delight(2)on a single grain of saharan sandi stand in huMbling silent awe&nbsp;My eyes see you in desert bluethe aMber diaMond in the raw(3)on a Moonlit drop of forest dewi pine in early Morning airMy verdure eyes dew see youthe beauty of a thousand Moons I stare(4)on a tiny shell on ocean shoreI spiral in golden phi delightMy eyes arise from ocean floorto capture your glorious e [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style=' float: left; z-index: 10; position: relative; ;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/115212.jpg?224" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; display: block; ">(1)in a speck of windless dust<br />caught in rays of golden light<br />My eyes see you from the sun<br />i am standing and burning in delight<br /><br />(2)on a single grain of saharan sand<br />i stand in huMbling silent awe&nbsp;<br />My eyes see you in desert blue<br />the aMber diaMond in the raw<br /><br />(3)on a Moonlit drop of forest dew<br />i pine in early Morning air<br />My verdure eyes dew see you<br />the beauty of a thousand Moons I stare<br /><br />(4)on a tiny shell on ocean shore<br />I spiral in golden phi delight<br />My eyes arise from ocean floor<br />to capture your glorious earthly sight<br /><br />(5)froM a drop of honey on flaxen wings<br />I skate the sky with blades of yearning<br />My Mellifluous aMber eyes doth sting<br />with a sweet love of you that&rsquo;s burning<br /><br />(6)on a singlet atoM in the depths of space<br />My Mind's eye doth fly past tiMe<br />to fathoM the pulchritude of thy face<br />eternity&rsquo;s clock dost duly unwind<br /><br />(7)from a desk and chair in Midwest air<br />i breath in your Californian sun<br />My eyes see you through electric Milieu<br />and My heart with yours forever becomes one<br /></div> <hr  style=" clear: both; 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Click here and start typing, or drag in elements from the top bar.</div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Road I Took]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-road-i-took]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-road-i-took#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 18:20:43 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[the road i took]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-road-i-took</guid><description><![CDATA[ Two paths emerged into my lifeAt crossroads bridge amidst some strifeOne was clear, the other opaqueThe left one bright, and right one faint.Two voices I heard with varying wordsAs to which path might be the right place.Twain tales were told, one soft and one boldThe left and the right side pleaded their case.The left was known, safe and like homeFenced with fear, but well lit and clearThe right was an abyss, yet dark with blissA road with no way, and hidden from day.Jumping the fence I called  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style=' float: left; z-index: 10; position: relative; ;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/9611294.jpg?233" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; display: block; ">Two paths emerged into my life<br />At crossroads bridge amidst some strife<br />One was clear, the other opaque<br />The left one bright, and right one faint.<br /><br />Two voices I heard with varying words<br />As to which path might be the right place.<br />Twain tales were told, one soft and one bold<br />The left and the right side pleaded their case.<br /><br />The left was known, safe and like home<br />Fenced with fear, but well lit and clear<br />The right was an abyss, yet dark with bliss<br />A road with no way, and hidden from day.<br /><br />Jumping the fence I called my home<br />I decided to leap with faith and rome<br />The untrodden path that ascends into stars<br />The lights in the sky that mistakenly seemed far<br /><br />When I left my house, things started going right<br />I embraced the moment with no struggle or fight<br />But the road that I took in the nook of the night<br />Was a path leading in, not a road leading right.<br /></div> <hr  style=" clear: both; visibility: hidden; width: 100%; "></hr>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Golden Pearl]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-golden-pearl]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-golden-pearl#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 18:13:30 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[golden pearl]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/the-golden-pearl</guid><description><![CDATA[ Awake I am beyond all wordsNothing's seen and naught is heardScentless thoughts escape my mindTasteless beauty far beyond all timeVision of you comes shining throughAnd breaks the shell of eternal blueLight is seen and sounds rejoiceI smell the sea and taste your voiceRainbows wrap around the skyBird sing songs and eagles flyComets flash and meteors showerThe sun opens like empyrean flowerMy Innermost ear hammers so clearAnd Stirs up my mind with melodyAnvil of grace doth forge thy faceA Sympho [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='z-index:10;position:relative;float:left;;clear:left;margin-top:5px;*margin-top:10px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/1537177.jpg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;display:block;">Awake I am beyond all words<br />Nothing's seen and naught is heard<br />Scentless thoughts escape my mind<br />Tasteless beauty far beyond all time<br /><br />Vision of you comes shining through<br />And breaks the shell of eternal blue<br />Light is seen and sounds rejoice<br />I smell the sea and taste your voice<br /><br />Rainbows wrap around the sky<br />Bird sing songs and eagles fly<br />Comets flash and meteors shower<br />The sun opens like empyrean flower<br /><br />My Innermost ear hammers so clear<br />And Stirs up my mind with melody<br />Anvil of grace doth forge thy face<br />A Symphony of sounds alas I see<br /><br />Awake, Awake Aurora of Dawn<br />Orb of mellifluous misty song<br />I open my eyes in golden surprise<br />And feel thy rays in myriad ways<br /><br />Amber flares fall from the skies<br />Streaks of joy through lapis eyes<br />I feel the deepness of thy ocean<br />My hearts a clam with pearls in motion<br /><br />Ambrosial eyes flash from the night<br />I taste thy sweetness in pure delight<br />My mouth's in heaven with honeyed thoughts<br />I savor thy beauty and pearls are wrought<br /><br />O Golden Pearl from infinite sea<br />Open with redololent rosy glee<br />I smell aromas crafted in heaven<br />That do defy both dream and sweven<br />I go to sleep with thoughts of you<br />I hear your glory and golden hue<br />I feel your warmth, O flaxen pearl<br />A taste of heaven streams to my world</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Beauty Beyond Mona Lisa]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-beauty-beyond-mona-lisa]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-beauty-beyond-mona-lisa#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 17:57:54 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[mona lisa]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.bryantmeyers.com/poetry/a-beauty-beyond-mona-lisa</guid><description><![CDATA[ My heart dost float on Venetian StreamsAs the boat of your holy image passes by me&nbsp;O Angelic Artist you stroke the canvas of my heartAnd with a paintbrush of pink love you do impart&nbsp;A Mona Lisa of Love that Thrills my Sistine FrameAnd fills the ceiling of my being with Empyrean stain&nbsp;This Masterpiece of Beauty dost gently restOn the Altar of my soulIn the Temple of my breast&nbsp;Far beyond the Beauty of Venus and Aphroditian FormYour Beauty may inspire the greatest art ever born [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style=' float: left; z-index: 10; position: relative; ;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.bryantmeyers.com/uploads/4/5/1/6/4516117/6008645.jpg?168" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px;" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder" /></a><div style="display: block; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;"></div></span> <div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; display: block; ">My heart dost float on Venetian Streams<br />As the boat of your holy image passes by me<br />&nbsp;<br />O Angelic Artist you stroke the canvas of my heart<br />And with a paintbrush of pink love you do impart<br />&nbsp;<br />A Mona Lisa of Love that Thrills my Sistine Frame<br />And fills the ceiling of my being with Empyrean stain<br />&nbsp;<br />This Masterpiece of Beauty dost gently rest<br />On the Altar of my soul<br />In the Temple of my breast<br />&nbsp;<br />Far beyond the Beauty of Venus and Aphroditian Form<br />Your Beauty may inspire the greatest art ever born<br />&nbsp;<br />The Noble Soul of Michealangelo&nbsp;<br />Marvels at your artistic grace<br />And the spirit of Leonardo<br />Wishes he could have captured your face</div> <hr  style=" clear: both; 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