Best Inversion Poems
InversionSo many times I counted on you
Times only you could help me through
Reasons unexplained; you gave no aid to me
Every single day now, you are failing.
No excuses, no lines, no reason is good enough.
Getting too worn? Is your life too tough?
Think, for a change, about...
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Categories:
inversion, mom,
Form:
Acrostic
If We Are the Final Grains of Time During the Inversion of the Hourglassand eventually existence will purge itself of the upsurge that cannot be calmed,
the detested, repugnant billowing of progressive thought
with a sickening and fatal denial of fault.
maneuvering, shape-shifting- a chimera history,
a ridiculous binding to a self-fulfilling prophecy.
by propagating a barrage of...
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Categories:
inversion, political,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
InversionNow that the world
Is upside down
Inside out
Back to front
Turned around
And standing on its head,
Now that the truth
Is vilified
Spat upon
And trampled underfoot,
What of those
Who dare to speak out
Against all the lies
The corruption
The...
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Categories:
inversion, freedom, political, spiritual, war,
Form:
Free verse
Inversion of TimeHe unlocked life's mysteries
Brilliant man is mine
Quantum possibilities
Possible futures
To be together
In this inversion of time
It's a space-time rift...
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Categories:
inversion, dream, love, mystery, science
Form:
Free verse
InversionWater flew,
it was above my head
waving or flapping
or did it row?
The boat
was a situation
adrift inside a cockleshell.
I recall the moon vividly
for it was not there.
Dreams fold inwards,
invert and leach
behind shuttered lids.
Searchlight-sight turns to floodlight,
the peripheral is everywhere.
Awareness rises to the top
rocking back and forth
heart-waves -...
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Categories:
inversion, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The Great InversionWhat twisted minds we have!
Fascinated by dark ritual,
sacrifice of human blood
to call black magic to our aid.
Alluring secret knowledge,
perilous complexities;
attempting to control
the supernatural.
How can this make sense anymore?
Two thousand years ago,
the Divine bled itself for us,
granted us power
despite our unworthiness and ignorance.
Freely given, and open...
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Categories:
inversion, god,
Form:
Free verse