Imagery Poems | Examples of Imagery Poetry

As the Autumn falls The jays sing A melody -a tale the old wives would sing While the sun fills the sky dripping With gold as honey to the brim I catch sight from my window Vines and creepyard...Read the rest...

As the Autumn falls The jays sing A melody -a tale the old wives would sing While the sun fills the sky dripping With gold as honey to the brim I catch sight from my window Vines and creepyard...Read the rest...

The flames of a fire blaze and flicker up and down the line of their fuel; In the furnace of my heart, love’s flames are flickering forever upward—warmly. The salty waters of hate tease love’s flaming blaze, but are evaporated smokeless:- ...Read the rest...

Just getting ready to open the door, an old door with six panes of glass filling the upper half of the door, like six frames of distinct pictures into the world. Wanting to step outside and take a deep breath of...Read the rest...

Encased in an isolated castle of an old fool’s paradise, A decaying dagger rests upon a distressed oak table. Frayed book pages scatter across termite-riddled floors. The calligraphy carries echoes of triumphant...Read the rest...

Today appeared first crocus Spring is in the air And soon there will be lilacs The favorite of mon cher Their flowers, your complexion So delicate, so fair Your beauty complimented By everything you wear...Read the rest...

Me to You: Cyber touches Reaching out Overnight Give a shout Message me I'm right here I keep my phone Very near You to Me: It's too windy Windows shake I get nervous You awake?...Read the rest...

This bright and sunny morning I watched a bluebird fly She landed on my table I thought that I would die She looked just like my Bluebird I'm telling you, no lie I wondered, should I question From whence...Read the rest...

April Brooks was four years old, prattling a blue streak, like comets; Or backwards walking time, seizing swiftly, days of golden promise. April lived with parents and older sister, in the sunshine of a valley; And petals wore...Read the rest...

Abandon... The wind whispers through hollow streets, a voice of sorrow, a breath of loss, ghosts of footsteps long since crossed. Abandon... Walls crumble, forgotten and worn, echoing laughter that once rang bright, now devoured by endless night. Abandon... Shadows stretch with hungry hands, claiming...Read the rest...

"Normal, a term we all know well, Yet, its meaning begins to unravel and tell. A spider's intricate web, a marvel to see, Is normal to the spider, but a hazard to the butterfly. Is normal an illusion we...Read the rest...

for I soar the unrestricted skies a terrestrial to bring my demise how lowly of me to die by the sword such a small forgiving creature abhorred drive the wavered blade through my diapsid a symbol of freedom, now fallen...Read the rest...

Pretty Bluebird, where you are Is where I want to be Content just being in your midst My heart and mind agree In quiet contemplation My thoughts kept to myself As well as all the different dreams In books up on the...Read the rest...

Honeysuckle, Honeybunches, Sweet scented, my perfume near you. Butterfly, how funny lunch is. Our sky, and dressing, cheese, is blue. Sweet scented, my perfume near you. The flowers are honey-buzzing. Our sky, and dressing, cheese, is blue. The kirsch wine and I...Read the rest...

Midnight rides—his pulse aligns with the thunder beneath him fingers tracing her curves polishing fire into steel. Wind against his skin she sings beneath him once more Saturday mornings spent bathing her shine in devotion One last glance—wait for...Read the rest...