Love Iambic Pentameter Poems

Vulnerable 


The only flower
In a field of weeds

The wind is how'ling
A strong,violent breeze

A drop of water
On the desert sand

So lost and so a
Lone, just like...

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Back fifty-three long years ago, she left;
my Mom- at the young age of fifty-five.
Yet, she is always with me every day;
my heart and memories keep...

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We cannot part without this sad goodbye 
And leaving, we are learning how to die
a little as we bid this sad farewell. 
I cannot bear...

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When I finish this course called life, I'll die;
     and be glad, for no more must I be sad;
for I'll know...

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I walked across the sparkling morning dew.
A path where once uncommon beauty grew.
A bench we shared, woeful, lone, and broken, 
echoes a promise that we...

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Act 3

Shall I have thee slaughtered? 
Hung drawn and quartered?
Speak of marriage? 
White horse and carriage?
Do you truly love me? 
What of those two or...

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Act 1

Oh, how do I detest thee! 
Uninvited, dare to speak of being reunited? 
I flick thee as if he was a flea
Stood before me,...

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I am so blessed to have great-grandchildren.
Four generations now upon our tree;
three girls- age four, one and a half, nine weeks.
How fortunate to have them...

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We really rather love our Mr Wag.
A bag of music, music in a bag.
Such masterpieces did he once produce.
We listen every day to Mr Wag.

Oh...

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Bitter and sweet runs our inspired affair: 
     two brooding friends, in crisis of the heart,
     ...

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I was drawn to you, from the first instant
something about you aroused my senses
a message unspoken, and insistent
that could somehow bypass my defenses.

I couldn’t show...

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Is wished-for peace on Earth our Xanadu?
A golden dream, mirage- our sky of blue?
An aspiration, wishful thinking to
allow us to envision this as true?

If only...

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** An exercise: write a sonnet in iambic pentameter.

With heavy heart, I offer my remorse,
for I'm too tired to dance this weary eve.
The echoes of...

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I'm eager to convey 
your own complexity 
However I, in a way 
Doubt my ability 

There's too much of something 
Hidden deep into you 
That...

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Remember when you were a fleeting thought?
Back when your smile was unremarkable?
Your ocean eyes not yet part of the plot?
Before your name caused that unconscious...

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