Long Enjambment Poems

The day was fine and sunlit,
Decorated by several clouds 
drifting aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky.
Chorused by gentle puffs of the morning breeze,
Sending leaves on the streets twirling like
ballerinas in a dazzling and mesmerising dance.
and...

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RHYME SCHEME abcb

Thick mist / sharp rocks cut
Dense rain / strong wind whips
Vast drought / weak build folds
Trade boon / graft wrecks ships

RHYME SCHEME aaba

Thick mist / sharp rock strips
Dense rain / strong wind whips
Vast...

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What are words other than coffin nails be?
Who does it belong to when it rails me?
An empty vessel at best that bails thee.

Lend me your ear and draw your heart near;
my words might seer, but...

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The root word for religion is not kind – 
Latin verb that means to tie or to bind – 
as it tends to play tricks on anyone’s mind. 

For some, the edicts lash; they mercilessly...

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3 
Pay attention! 
Important chicken poetry coming up, 
though no binary fantasies shall deconstruct 
into raucous biddy enjambment. 


4 
Grandfatber always kicked Grandmother's chickens away 
while he sat whittling under the Oak, 
Those ruddy, Cherokee...

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1.	The story started in sunshine on the sea shore
2.	in reminiscent ambience like the French Riviera
3.	where the colors of sunset were painting horizon.
4.	When twilight merged with descending darkness of dusk
5.	I saw your flashing figure, a fleeting...

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No twilight concerto to sway     not yet
as  zigzag street lights pound upon
heavy fog  clutching iced flakes  on rooftops
like hushed matte from night's gale
pouring bitter ovules to a past...

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He loves me utterly and
Embraces me unconditionally.
His tender touch flushes away 
All my pains and fears and insecurities.
His smile enlightens the universe within me,
And picks my broken heart from that sad sea
That no one ever...

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1. Kelly Lune:
silk rose under dome
opaque glass
thwarted love preserved


2. Jack Collom Lune:
the faded corsage
under a dusty glass dome—
missed spring ball

NOT FOR CONTEST
POET'S NOTES
The lune (aka American haiku) created by New York-based poet Robert Kelly (1935–)...

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No Sweat Revisions (Booze Helps)

Poet speaks:
“To write a poem you can easily revise
it’s best to use free verse,
for it requires so little thinking and
besides with thought could come content
revisions just might lose.
Why take any chances?”

Reader...

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1. Today, the weather feels like heaven's bliss!
        	
  2. The balmy breeze and beautiful soft blue
      		
  3. of sky...

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A Depiction Of The Novel 1984 

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Upon the edge of the so called enjambment manipulative psychological rhetoric
,I stand corrected upon the dividing wall of urban decay, if but to glance forward possibly backward through my...

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As Sol arises, greets the morn
the soon test taker wails,
"I'm doomed! If I had only read
The Canterbury Tales!

Or more of Samuel Collerige,
or Wordsworth, Yeats or Shelley,
More Medieval or Old English,
some Eliot or Browning!

Or how to...

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Vers Beaucoup 

The Vers Beaucoup, a poem for created by Curt Mongold, which is French for “many 
rhymes”. Each stanza (you can have as many stanzas as desired as long as they follow the 
rhyming...

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1   Would you say that you’d like to write better?
2   Keep writing whether book or love letter.
3   Great writers don’t quit, they write quite a lot.
4   If...

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a day we went round in cycles until our senses cracked open
our eyes into the vangogh
greens birched our ears smacked by seabirds gulls
gobbing off perchpolluted in our nostrils the toxic bay
and ozonescent that seaweed belches...

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Good morning ladies and gentlemen and welcome to beautiful Zurich Switzerland and the First Annual Poetry Soup Convention. Welcome poets, linguists, scribes, metrists and rhymers. Welcome poets from Canada, the UK, U.S.A., Australia and many...

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Loves me, Loves me not?
Loves me, Loves me not?
Plucking petals is biased, as most flowers have 5 petals!
Counting the fingers and toes
of a poet, is ever so biased as well!
My dear, do you pluck me...

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The truthful liar mesmerized no one 
Even his most fervent followers fell short.
We watched his interchanges which seemed crazy,
And his bragging and grandiose plans abort.
His love seemed wrapped up in his loving buck,

Stealthy snake-like purport...

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An interesting muse has form,
not a template of something else,
but its own odd shape.

This muse, for the time being,
 is sensually curved like a Ruben's nymph.
It has dimples and plump folds
even though it is a...

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Can an  earthquake judge its own tears 
of fury and frustration
Can a sunlight assess  the black stains on a rose,
its creation
I don't know precisely but as my eyes move 
up and down my...

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in words
         grace falls
                     from the page

falling...

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Dear Alliteration, 
First friend, foremost;
Forgetting not,
Shy Allegory, 
Dressed in Allusion; 
Sweet Anaphora, 
How I need thee! 
How I need thee!
 
And Assonance; 
Never deep asleep, 
Nor rest Refrained, 
By Caesura; 
Clever Chiasmus; 
Who has pause...

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I was looking for the font “Fairplay.”
It has an aesthetic view, often,
to sound more, to mean more too!
I was trying for an eco poem,
I am still trying, in lines,pacing,setting,enjambment
and line breaks,assonance,anaphora and so on!
Silhouettes ...

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What would I do without free verse?
Well, I'd fit to a form
Intellectually it's within my gift
I can master it (thank you for your applause)
I'm musing rather than showing off
Returning again to my thought
Why do I...

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