Metered Poems - Poems about Metered

...I’m sitting on the edge of time For just a disembodied pause, While pointed hands o’er rounded chime Obey the pendulum’s swayed cause. Where kinetics’ course is lastly laid, Comes forth the po......Read the rest...

...That rainbow, the colors, the shimmer and glow! But what do I know of light refraction? This Medical Illustration Man has been drawn with only nerve and bone. He's got a lot of nerve! A dand......Read the rest...

...NO BI STRANGERS: No bi strangers to Our success, dis na anderson walkingshoes. i'm part for ya world for strangers, intensively,our focus are metered, ova di hilly regions,we keep flopping f......Read the rest...

...While wandering across a forest floor Through twists and turns of gnarled trunks of trees See insights more than one was looking for Images born by bending weathered breeze There is a lover's e......Read the rest...

...NO BI STRANGERS TO OURSELVES: dis na anderson walkingshoes. i'm part for ya world for strangers, intensively,our focus are metered, ova di hilly regions,we keep flopping from discovery, di d......Read the rest...

...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...

...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...