Albert Price

Rookie - 196 Points (12-14-1943 / Washington DC)

Albert Price Poems

1. Mobility Of The Sun 4/14/2009
2. My Nimble Moon 4/14/2009
3. Eternal Eden 4/14/2009
4. Ballade Of Eternal Bliss 5/13/2009
5. Desire So Deep 5/13/2009
6. Humbling Habitat 5/13/2009
7. Lovers' Stroll 5/13/2009
8. The Garden Temple Of Paradise 5/13/2009
9. Amazon Queen 5/20/2009
10. Bronze Star 5/20/2009
11. Cathedral Essence 5/20/2009
12. Dream Madam 5/20/2009
13. Hummocks Of Nirvana 5/20/2009
14. Rachab Of Jericho 5/20/2009
15. Aura Of Autumn 8/19/2009
16. Naked Dice 9/12/2009
17. God Wields The Sun 9/12/2009
18. Pentecost 9/12/2009
19. Reality For Equality 9/12/2009
20. The Perfect Murder 12/19/2009
21. Dieu A Fait La Femme 1/22/2010
22. A Voice For Sanity 1/29/2010
23. Blossom Of Paradise 1/29/2010
24. Celesta 1/29/2010
25. Convergence 1/29/2010
26. Dispensation Of The Divine 1/29/2010
27. Forever Paradise 1/29/2010
28. Garden Of Faith 1/29/2010
29. Horizon Of Ingenuity 1/29/2010
30. Let My Record Show 1/29/2010
31. Microgravity 1/29/2010
32. Nimble And Quick 1/29/2010
33. Ode To Weight-Watchers 1/29/2010
34. Pluto's Treasure 1/29/2010
35. Pour Toujours Paradis 1/29/2010
36. Quest For The Unknown 1/29/2010
37. Rebuilding Megiddo 1/29/2010
38. Rosh Hashanah (In Tanka Form) 1/29/2010
39. The Eye Of A Needle 1/29/2010
40. To Dieters 1/29/2010
Best Poem of Albert Price

When Nature Resounds

God has graced Nature with beauty and utmost esteem.

A crown has rested upon her head all her life long.

In my youth, a flower bud made my eyes gleam;

Its radiant loveliness being praised by the birds’ song.

The vision of ripening fruit made my mouth lust,

Nestled graciously on a branch above the fences.

The melodic whisper of a gentle morning gust

Sounds like a symphony to music starved senses.

The golden warmth of an early morning sun

Brings to mind visions of still unseen dreams

Of our hibernal daystar that lasts ‘til ...

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Eternal Eden

Under a splendid sky of orange and grey,
Awakened a dawn as lovely as the foremost day,
And there beneath the rainbow and blueberry hills,
More beautiful than a proud peacock’s quills,
A place called Eden with endless delights,
A lush garden by day with Arcadian nights.

The Creator is the only sovereign in this land,
On every hill and valley, you can see God’s hand.

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