Blank Verse Poems | Blank Verse Examples

Sometimes I ask myself if Jesus could speak to the people of today. What would he say and do? With all the senseless killings and a lunatic running the White House, could he still want to give up his life for us? The answer is Yes, for I believe he came to do what...

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The Storm uttered his vengeful voice Breathing threats on all mortals below. With power he showed his flashing bolts And shook the earth with his mighty hands. The trees cried loudly as they were rent. The rivers drank more than they could bear. Creatures hid in quivering protest As the storm’s soldiers marched quickly by. When he passed there came...

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Beliefs Attachments to thoughts Reinforce a separate identity & Things are taken personally.. Which is a story of An appearance of the Impersonal......

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We used to climb up the round metal fire escape at Columbus School This was Chariton Iowa, where no one saw or cared A summer morning was the perfect time to do this Before the sun heated the tube up, making it unbearable on our bare feet...

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The sky didn’t open—you did. That’s what He said. And suddenly, silence stopped pretending it was empty. Eyes locked to an alien like it was trendy— But the alien was memory, dressed in something friendly. A silent scream’s polka-dotted bow tie is world-endly. He offered me a mirror wrapped in a question gently. It read: “If you’ll let me? Lay still and let...

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Between There is no Between Which is The point.. Nothing Appears as What is not Between......

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They were snowy white with streaks of hot flesh From Holland, of course, hybrids with a fancy name We other tulips felt plain and boring next to them Where were they being planted? I stretched to see. Sighing in relief when I saw they were in the next bed. It was bad enough I had to share with the morning...

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We left our Nation's sign up on the Moon, with footprints clear, and flag still standing tall. A stepping stone to future times in space? Or wars to claim the Moon- never to share? Our footprints live- these years have not erased the glory of that day we etched its sand. Some have placed flags- but not by human hands, and...

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Being in a state of mixed emotions is always a job for the educated and lonely Each time I heard her voice in writing or in voice, my attention was for her Sometimes a state of silence is needed and at other times the when the Virgo (I) become silent then it is a different feeling We feel...

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After a long time, I have finally felt the need to let you go! It was rather hard to see you after so many years! You claimed that you fell in love with me! Well, your chances were used up! When we were in high school you rejected me for the prom! When my family had a birthday dinner for...

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I’m gonna be honest. I can’t explain psyche anymore. Let’s lay down the law.   My last flicker of delusion. The sky will open up for me. And water the metaphor And let me cook. With fruit.   My light only flickers. Light and sound Truth and potential Dual Wave Paradigm   Another flicker of delusion. Bananas are yellow and we peel them Sea lions hunt tuna like a woman walking...

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Maybe one day, when silence is loud enough to hear, we’ll open the door instead of stacking bodies. They ask, “Where’s God?” when the blood hits the floor— as if He hadn’t carved light into every corner before. But truth is, He built the door. And we locked it. Stacked our fears like bricks and blocked it— then cried when no light shined through. This was never a flaw in...

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I planned futures with you, but your happiness came first. When anger calls, you shut off I must stay composed, must communicate, must hold it all together. Smile. Talk nice. The bare minimum is not enough. Imagine giving your life to someone who would build with you, then leave when joy runs dry. Words once meant something. Vows weren’t meant to break. I could climb mountains, cross oceans, fly the...

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Beneath fate's shadowed edge, I take my stand, A moment granted by design's own hand. The blade above me poised, a guillotine, My neck upon the board, awaiting fall. While others drift through life's unchallenged stream, Letting time pass without a second thought, I cannot share their luxury of ease. If days were numbered, hours slipping by, Would actions shift to meet the...

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Four for the Road..!! The seeker Is seeking a story Bringing relief Without dissolving The story... It All comes back To nothing A word A seeming something Which is and is not It... It Can appear Prescriptive or Descriptive But always Empty... Purpose In life is A story arising Identifying me With a unique Purpose......

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