Prosody Poems - Poems about Prosody

...Head-hardened dead rocks dare to block the way— The stumbling blocks of poesy well-nigh, The rules of grammar gathered yesterday, And those of prosody pose how and why. Still, let a poem’s riv......Read the rest...

...Imagists use clear, simple language to paint a picture. Imagery, on the other hand, is use of flowery and descriptive language, and often figurative language, to create an image in the reader’s mind.......Read the rest...

...Meter is like math in my mind and I cannot go down that path of confusion again. I remember the pain of multiplication and division, I dismiss the prosody of stresses or not. Syllable count is ......Read the rest...

...The Environment of Prosody Suits not ‘Courts’ stand on Child custody, Silly scratching up some melody For what to a party is bloody And might only excuse Threnody… Its pains to father loser......Read the rest...

...Ralph Waldo Emerson a minister unitarian When filled with consuming doubt prosody poured forth..without......Read the rest...

...I knew what love is from my mom, my first sensation Before I could grasp its meaning, I sensed that emotion I enjoyed it in breadth and depth as a babe from my mom She wiped away my aches with......Read the rest...

...plush cars five course dinners wine and women fat wallets superfluity and loss of appetite celebration of life non cognizant with the other side of life: faded hues muffled ......Read the rest...

...There is no design wall to entrap the spirit Inventiveness is born to last free of prosody or syllable count coordinated refrains hide bareness, a virtue purity string belt for bloomi......Read the rest...

..."Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch ,but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same" (Quote by: Hele......Read the rest...

...I wanted to write The best slavery poem ever written— Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. I had every intention of conforming To the standards Of modern verse and composition, Lyrics f......Read the rest...

...I belong to the world of greed, But my soul belongs to the world of deed, I belong to the world of lust , But my soul belongs to the world of trust, I belong to the world of crime , Bu......Read the rest...

...Craziest Time at the Time of Spilled Soup I spilled a bowl of vegetable soup – Slipped on the shiny waxed floor; The scene I saw made my muse utter expletives – Fainting in horror at the ki......Read the rest...

...She says she's fine with it With social distancing It's her normal defiant absence of resonant integrity. In fact, thanks to the magic of World Wide Webs she now has all day to bask in m......Read the rest...

...Let me try to go by pioneering heroes' spirit That motored their antique tides of phrase, And treat rapt souls to a mild sublime ode, Forged to rhyme with old sonneteers' pace. Now where do......Read the rest...

...My lines might sound like a threnody My rhymes might be un-prosody My vocabs may not be bloody My verses might be termed a "parody" But as long as the situation is critical My messages will al......Read the rest...