Best Anapestic Poems

There's a river that twists in the mind
that I plunder and ravish with sieves,
on crusades to the summit of rhyme
where my Phoenix of tropes and schemes live.

In a war to free diction's fair Queen
where the Soldiers of Babel bemuse
and the modern day graceless regimes
are in...

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A poet was making such clatter.
His friend ran to see what's the matter.
“I must clean all,” said he 
“or my poems can't be
in Antiseptic Pentameter.”

His friend laughed at all of the chatter.
The other didn't grasp the matter.
“Eat Italian,” said he
“so your poems will be
in Antipasto...

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"The Road Not  Taken," Frost slow ball to my curb," ... by The Poet.

If you instant your past past your eyes! (Uhh!)
And the pause it had caused tis now gone, (Poof,)
made of years, good, and tears, lost in sighs, (Sheesh,)
brevity ... gravity, hint's implies....

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Fall the leaves of the forest tho death has yet passed... 
Unto moonlit shadows within crypts' hidden rot 
Apparitions they say, where the innocent massed
Oh but lo! To the truth they are blind; it is naught
They're but fragmented feelings of love left aghast; 
From her...

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