Vernadel's Verses

[Vernadel]

Vernadel's Verses Herein lie the ballads, odes, sonnets, epics, limericks, sestinas, and perhaps a villanelle or two from a young, imaginative Akvatari artiste.

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A Triptych of Colorful Odes Alabaster Pearlescent sheen, a misty glaze, To treat the soul and hungry eyes. A pastel fog inducing daze Beautifies truth with diverse lies. Delicate, diaphanous hue You are, concealing through a veil, Soft and tender, a dove's white wing, Adorning lass on her debut, Moonlight splendor forever pale. Alabaster, to you I sing. Aubergine Grounding brightness in endless depths Is Aubergine of velvet tongue. Descending to a rich apex Of wisdom in the very young. A dark eclipse just breaking stride, A beckoning of noble duke, When stars scarce penetrate the night, And lovers seek what cannot hide, Then you, a fancy, fleeting spook, Impress with richest purple blight. Avocado Primal stain of innocence pure, Leafy infancy, shielding fresh. Intuitive growth, healing cure To revive crisp natural flesh. Avocado, your essence brings Tenacity like jungle vines, A youthful pride, a needy greed, If you are free to feed on springs. Reveal the season, show your signs, Vibrant life from critical seed.

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A Second Triptych of Colorful Odes Amaranth Luscious pigment budding bright, Never losing blazing luster, Blushing pomegranate delight Bleeding seeds set in a cluster. When you cast your rosy fire, Showy blooms will strike the senses, Amaranth so everlasting, Tempting with succulent desire; Candied wine restores and cleanses, Ending dull and tortured fasting. Apricot To honor Apricot so warm, Bless it with deserving respect, Lifeforce, cheer, golden sunny storm, The greatest challenge I suspect. Tinting the universe so vast, Peachy varnish imbued with light, Hinting of a mammoth power, Existing since the ages past, Your touch repairs anyone’s plight, Soothing with your flaxen shower. Aquamarine Slake your thirst on cerulean dream, Bathe in swirling azure song. Seeping through a pulsing bloodstream, This Aquamarine quivers strong. You encompass with your talent, Marbleized, a jewel maze. At times serene but with a nod, Rapid, active, bold, and gallant, Sweeping up in vaporous blaze, And granting spirit as a god.

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The Bard's Accompaniments A forlorn fellow strums the lute As people quiet and prepare And a wild dancer toots her flute. The Bard begins to stomp his boot, A hush seeps out into the air; A forlorn fellow strums the lute. The people calmly munch their fruit. The Bard’s first note is low and fair And a wild dancer toots her flute. Then the Bard begins to hoot A melody that is so rare; A forlorn fellow strums the lute. People follow that lilting route. The Bard croons, intent to snare And a wild dancer toots her flute. The people, spellbound, all astute Are the Bard’s to win or to scare, While a forlorn fellow strums the lute And a wild dancer toots her flute.