Poetic Poems - Poems about Poetic

Ideas of an orchestral poem have spilled onto a page. The story is tuneful and very poetic at this very stage. A poem to be a rhapsody, of instruments with violins. Instruments take shape, and as the symphony begins. The tempo builds, with brightest intensity to engage. Words follow the beat, to a crescendo of intense rage. Now, as the kettle...

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After a tired labor of love day got on the Trane and after a few Miles I reached Monk later laying back travelling towards Sarah and Nina and after getting Dizzy headed West boarded Bird flying onto Art leaving me to ink this poetic flow I’m sharing with you before my melatonin MJQ disembark to peacefully Cannonball deeply into poetic gigging… ...

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I say    rhyme to go esp abba but a nay to wrap-a-round  it disrupts the flow   not visually conducive to read   digitally      or otherwise! & ..thus  another  no-no the 'syllablics  pantoum  acrostic,kyrielle terzanelle  & villanelle as learning scales       are fine but   in reality a mathematical     mechanical line So what to do perhaps  shape emagi or imagist Rhyme,alliteration,clerihew, footle & hiku better yet an   & ekphrasis just saying to help all of you...

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I’m not whom You may think I am But am the who That I am And the coming To being more As the belly Of my soul ...

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The mind hangs in silence, All is stilled, thoughts lingering Lazily, as if in cosmic animation; No words drip from the faucet that once Streamed waters of creation, and now is Only empty air passing over an idle lexis; How deceiving is the thought, idle mind:- A dormant volcano creates its explosive flow Does not the idle mind quietly stream likewise?! There’s no creation...

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The feeling of a target on your back and a thousand tongues waiting to scoff. That’s how you feel being a square surrounded by a family of rectangles. You’ve got to be courageous to stand out, you’re already locked in your reflection. Ever been the only one in the room? It feels like every eye is...

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Written on April 14th 2025 for Mystic Rose Rose prompt Finish my Poem contest Mystic Rose Roses’ two couplets “As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew Anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of...

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HIKU tristich exploration of aesthetics in English...

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Words much like coins find their value in their quality their rarity and worth in gold silver and every other precious metal Poetry may as well be the economic activity of juggling assets where trading and appraising sets its market price Submitted on April 9, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE L sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention...

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ZEN HAIKU ephemeral erudite enlightened epigram...

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M-ind's A-rtistic R-adiance R-esounds, E-mbracing N-ature. ©bfa033025 Monocrostic (Birthday of Marren P. Buado) ...

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Flames flickered as the candle’s light Touched the chilling breath of night Shadows danced around with no sound Bottle of ink filled with nightshade Sleeps under the moonlight A quill soft as a dream is held by a figure half immersed in darkness Waiting for the elixir of thoughts As the clock struck twelve With great haste the figure dips the...

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When creativity whispers in the dark, A voice both foreign and familiar, I wonder: who am I to answer? Who am I to shape these words into being? The blank page waits, patient as winter, While doubt circles like a restless crow. Perhaps today I'll listen to its cawing— Perhaps tomorrow I'll be brave. But something stirs beneath the hesitation, A current older than...

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poetry lives me as a total partnership pure symbiosis...

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once again the warmth of sunshine showered my being awakening the inkwell of mind overflowing in musing contemplations of allegorical messages of a fertile womb of mind seeking to inoculate others against infectious lies of deceit sowing apathtic seeds towards empty scales of justice and plowing that pandemic-abracadabra oppressor syndrome that we must uproot in the awareness of ancient poetic-tragedies being a thing of the past and that we must be even stronger than...

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