Tetrameter Poems - Poems about Tetrameter

I breathe for you when you cannot I sleep within the screaming thought Of life and love and death and pain For tears stream silent in the rain A shadow lives where once was I Despair hangs heavy in the sky A chasm stretching without end And silence is my only friend In dreams I see your sunlit face I promised you I’d keep...

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There's a shepherd at my feet And usually she's fast asleep. Her eyes will open if I move Because her love for me is deep. My love for her I need to prove, Fill her belly up with food, Water in a bowl to drink, Fields to run with skies of blue. One day she'll go away, I think. The pain will cause my...

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Headlines of irony in life… Human satire—cuts like a knife. The unsinkable ship, that sinks. Surrounded by peeps, yet alone. Priests who ‘prey’—yet sins they atone. Pastor fights alcohol, but drinks. Tax czar who cheats on his taxes. Animal fans—hunt to relax. Abortion kills—with nods and winks. Lifeguard fearing water—lauds land. ‘Football’—a game played with the hands. Oedipus—breaks riddle and Sphinx. Headlines of irony in life... “Women”—they may...

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The bay was free for mine to gain with weather mean of falling rain. Then late inside a quaint cafe our wine together we did share. The streaks of gray in dame’s black hair found shoulders low attractive way. Her gray was no concern for me as mine was same not gray-some free. Our eyes met holding each to...

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Fall the leaves of the forest tho death has yet passed... Unto moonlit shadows within crypts' hidden rot Apparitions they say, where the innocent massed Oh but lo! To the truth they are blind; it is naught They're but fragmented feelings of love left aghast; From her heart they were torn; bits he stabbed then forgot Laid...

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As darkness takes our souls to hell what has become of pleasant dreams when death has tolled its final bell no one remains to hear the screams. Gwyllgi calls, the end is near as demons dance across the land their laughter chills a heart with fear for fate has shown her evil hand. Awash with blood to purify the world of Man's eternal rage no...

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I chose to fight and not to flee, From troubled feelings haunting me. One look, within my weary soul, Exposed an ever-gaping hole. With introspective ink I write, To bring foreclosure to my plight. On form and meter I rely, While keeping free verse standing by. In healing cadence, new to me. (Stagnation came from living free.) A new persona will be found, Before I leave...

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