Metered Poems - Poems about Metered

...When I gasp for the last of breath And take tentative steps to death, Way-lost, unsure wither to go, Baffled, fallen short of your faith, You will then miss me. And whe......Read the rest...

...I surf through the crooning crests of warm, blue waters, breathing poetry and prose, carved in topaz and turquoise, for I am the goddess of the bittersweet estuary, crowned with foamy salt ......Read the rest...

...I took a bunch of cliché’ I knew Put them in a cliché’ stew Claimed the work was fresh and new Nearby a blue-lit screen was weeping For human-ness was slowly creeping Exposing secrets it was k......Read the rest...

...How to Write a Poem If you would undertake the task of writing poetry, Then face your world with open eyes and creativity. First, find that place within your space where life is most dram......Read the rest...

...Music is not my passion, But I have other songs to share. I can’t use oils and canvas, But with my pen I have a flair. The stanzas are my choruses. Through my poems my soul doth soar. My bato......Read the rest...

...percussively I think my way as rhythm over cloud peaked tops mountain points like metered dots and on them stand and pluck, oh see my breath transcends eternity introspect I aim my gewgaw o......Read the rest...

... this man tries hard with word to weave his loves clear worn plain ‘pon his sleeve not meant as gripes midst rationed fears but more shall quell th......Read the rest...

...In a weightless state of tranquility, paraphrasing relentless thoughts of motion in my head into words, which 'til now have laid dormant in unsung verse, waiting for you to shine brightly upon......Read the rest...

...I will not write a poem today I won’t – I won’t – I won’t I’ll defy the metered merriment Declare the thymes – all crimes My challenge to the metaphor An inky gauntlet on the floor I wlll cou......Read the rest...

... The apex of an orange is the same, a philosopher's allegory for humans. In a world of metered verse and rhyme, orange is an unlit shadow-show on Plato's cave— pock-marked, blind, drying rind,......Read the rest...

...Elegy – 7-17-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elegy for Old Growth Through measures of metered melancholy The tattered winds sing a rent elegy, A pensive wai......Read the rest...

...Autopsy of a Bitter Heart My thoughts vomited upon the page. No rhyme, no reason, no beauty; Raw, bare muscle and torn flesh. No cute love hearts colored red and pink; No, this is the......Read the rest...

...When soft colors of the amethyst twilight, dance amongst shadows~ swirling through forlorn forests, I count sparkling syllables of pirouetting peridots, looking for metered refrai......Read the rest...

...O' cloned creations, mirroring deceptive diction scattered in liquified letters, across android canvases, here comes the plague of fabricated foolery, spiraling in figments of black and wh......Read the rest...

...faces as old and wrinkled as their clothing a metered gait adjusted to combined needs gnarled hands held, as always, in support the sun welcomes their warm-faced smiles sounds of children in th......Read the rest...