Consonants Poems - Poems about Consonants

... The worn-out box with letters smooth and cool, A velvet pouch, our linguistic pool. Ivory tiles each bearing worth and weight, A family ritual sealing our wordy fate. The wooden board, a gr......

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...beneath the boughs of meter's grace a whispered rhythm finds its place each word a spark a fleeting flame a whispered echo of beauty’s name rhyme steps lightly hand in hand with time it weaves......

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...I am but a poet. A rhyming cavalier Expressing words I'm thinking Until my mind is clear Counting all the syllables The consonants and the nouns Letting my emotions run freely Through village......

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...Did you go to the gym the Poet asked Or just write weakened the verse untasked The vowels and consonants stay unflexed With words atrophic — their muscles vexed (The New Room: Dec......

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...I know you are sensitive, not sentimental, but it has been four years, that's one thousand four hundred and sixty one days, since enlightened tides kissed those island shores. My soul was ......

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...Words made up with their letters Of consonants and vowels. Paragraphs from sentences Which serve as verbal bowels. All letters from A to Z Play an important role Every time we read and write.........

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...Why does the world feel like an oxymoron? They say world is simple yet a marathon! They say don't ever give up come on! Yet many of the people just forgone. Why do my statements feel paradoxica......

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...My plate is always piled yet my fork has nothing on it, beamed up by sensory overload onto a different culinary planet. Please don’t think me rude for leaving most of each meal, it’s simply an ......

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...Imagine if a couplet traveled the world, gaining an accent before moving on; Repositioned from front to back twirled; An old rhyme harnessed and hurled, finding a backboard to bounce upon; Im......

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...RECITATISTA part 1   an act of enunciatiion its suggestiveness flexible expressive & voices of voluptuous intonation of thinking  deepened  in dramatic   reflection of acquaintance ......

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... punctuation walks on eggshells when words like water falls flow into nothingness, soaked in syrupy syllables behind veiled vowels assonance is the t......

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...When the river of poetry has dried Like parched clouds waiting for warmth When the rain beats down on emptiness The god of rain demands to be penned I pour myself a glass of wet wine An offer......

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...No words completely rhyme with orange: no orange fringe, no orange hinge, no lozenge, no syringe, no twinge, no whinge – no nothing! No words completely rhyme with orange. Porridge isn’t orange......

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...In the backdrop where the sun had regally retreated, like a knight of the dusk, The pipe of time smokes memories onto the face of the sky, lamenting in a sigh. The clouds, scholars of the azure, ha......

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... “Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” Rumi Life can be an incomplete glossary, speech a haunting ghost, in search o......

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