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Short Anaphora Poems

Short Anaphora Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Anaphora by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Anaphora by length and keyword.


The Great Escape
The concept of an escape is...


...to escape in my own thoughts,
...to escape from my thoughts,
...to escape; however, ONLY in my thoughts....

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Categories: anaphora, adventure, fantasy, longing, repetition,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Need
In the estates a baby cries.
In the streets a young man dies.
In the alleys they'll sell you drugs.
In the schools kids now use guns.
In the world there's so much need
Why won't the government intercede?

an Anaphora form ©SamHarty...

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© Sam Harty  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: anaphora, america, corruption, drug,
Form: Other
Grey
Grey like the big fluffy clouds that sit up high in the sky
Grey like the walls that watch us without any eyes
Grey like the wolves that howell away
Grey like the roads that take us miles away
Grey like my heart when I'm having a very bad day...

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Categories: anaphora, 8th grade,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member Over and Over Again
silence&
       broken phrasing
overlapped
mechanical
                 s o u n d s ,
hunting for a home:
arbitrary
stanzas
           strophes
hushed
         &muted
anaphora
               in
conversation
            ....with
myself...

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Categories: anaphora, music, poetry,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Holy Is the Lamb-Anaphora
Life comes out of a woman's womb!
Life makes the new born cry!
Life has has only four stages!
Life can be holy or damned!  
Life offers happiness to a few!
Life condemns many to sadness!
Life battles with death daily, 
Life lives in me, but it has no thrill!...

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Categories: anaphora, life,
Form: Triolet



Blue
Blue like the waves that crash in the deep blue sea
Blue like the feeling that makes us gloomy and unhappy
Blue like the sky when the clouds run away
Blue like the the flashing lights of fireworks on a special day
Blue is a magical color that lives in us everyday...

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Categories: anaphora, 8th grade, blue,
Form: Alliteration
With Time: An Anaphora
With time we get old.
With time we accomplish our goals.
With time broken hearts are healed.
With time secrets are revealed.
With time night turns into day.
With time memories fade away.

Your destiny.....will always be…….with time.




Jan. 21, 2016
Written for contest: 'Forty', by Silent One....

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Categories: anaphora, life, time,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member I Only Wish {anaphora}
I only wish to know my heart
I only wish to love
I only wish to learn new things
I only wish to live above
I only wish to understand
I only wish to grow
I only wish to touch the stars
I only wish to know
I only wish to some how forget
I only wish to see
I only wish to learn to cry
I only wish to be...

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Categories: anaphora, life
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Gift
Clothe me with your mercy that my heart may melt Clothe me with your light; let your love be felt Clothe me with your peace, we have yet to understand... And when I am called, Lord, clothe me with your joy when before you, I stand ~*~
By Annalise For Verlena's "The Gift" Contest (Anaphora Form) 9/6/14...

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Categories: anaphora, encouraging, prayer, spiritual,
Form: Verse
The Wind - Anaphora Poem
The wind whistles in the cold dark night,
The wind sights through the boughs of old trees,
The wind whispers through the tall river reeds,
The wind ripples the field of high grasses,
The wind brushes my face and plays with my hair,
The wind is something no one can see,
The wind is something no one can touch,

Yet the Wind can see and touch us all....

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Categories: anaphora, earth, nature, peace, wind,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Come
 dramatic monologue 

come
come quickly 
come, spotless Bridegroom

come, Lord
come fill our thirst 
come, gift your bride with peace

come and conclude your covenant
come, declare your earthly kingdom
come, show your power over death

even so,
Lord Jesus, come

written by Reason A. Poteet
3 Sep 2014
using anaphora, a poetic device...

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Categories: anaphora, prayer, spiritual,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Time
We can see it 
smell it 
hear it 
Touch it 
taste it
love it 
hate it
fear it
feel it
prolong it
shorten it
mock it 
curse it 
embrace it
track it
lose it
find it
remember it
forget it
abuse it
respect it
eject it
enjoy it
destroy it
change it
waste it
We can even repeat it
But
We cannot deny it
We cannot rewind it
We cannot stop it...

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Categories: anaphora, encouraging, life, time,
Form: Other
Premium Member Be Nice
Be Nice Don’t be nasty, don’t be mean. Don’t use words, that are obscene. Don’t be obscure, please be concise. Don’t use words, that are not nice. Don’t stroke egos, like a phallus. Don’t use words, filled with malice. Don’t hurt feelings, when you write. Critiques are for helping, so keep it tight. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison
...

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Categories: anaphora, integrity, language,
Form: Didactic
Sometimes - An Anaphora Poem
Sometimes the mountain, it just can't be climbed;
Sometimes the day, just never seems to end.
Sometimes reality's, more suspect than mime;
Sometimes the answer's, just round the bend.
Sometimes the solution gets lost in the thought;
Sometimes the parable is blown in the wind.
Sometimes we don't necessarily, do that which we ought;
Sometimes man's vanity, is his ultimate sin....

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Categories: anaphora, deep, introspection, irony, meaningful, philosophy, sometimes, wisdom,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Time Considerations
When there is no plan B
When all weighs heavily upon me
When all friends seem lost
When I have considered all the cost
When bills pile high
When all I want to do is cry

Then I will challenge problems anew
Then I will search for solutions through and through
Then I will give thanks to my Creator
Then I will silence my inner debater
Then I will offer up a song of praise
Then I will look for better days...

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Categories: anaphora, anxiety, dedication, journey, time,
Form: Other
Holy Is the Lamb
Its the form of Anaphora wrote by me!!



Whilst I love You,I can't marry You,
Whilst I hate You,I can't forget You,
Whilst I owe You,I can't wrap You in my arms,
Mine Angel wherever You are, I'll be watching You!

Whilst You are my beautiful piece,I can't stitch You in my soul.
Whilst You are my breath,You can't fill me with oxygen,
Whilst I adore You,I can't place You in my heart
Mine Angel wherever You are, I'll be watching You!...

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© Madhavi Sp  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: anaphora, analogy, angel, beautiful, blessing, crazy, love, poetess,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Love -Anaphora
Love is Gods infinite Love.
Love is His Love from above.
Love is a child's smile.
Love is to think of loved ones thru the miles.
Love is to watch a beautiful rose open.
Love is the pursuit of peace among men.
Love is the birth and re-birth of all life.
Love is to find hope among strife.
Love is true devotion to a loved one a friend.
Love is Gods divine love that has no end.


Dorian Petrsen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014


November,23,2014...

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Categories: anaphora, love,
Form: Rhyme
A Touch of Amnesia- (Anaphora)
Did you forget about the last time that I brought you through?
Did you forget that I was there to help you?
Did you forget that I am the creator who created you?
Did you forget that my arms are not to short that I can not reach?
Did you forget that my name is Shalom- the God of peace?
Did you forget I heard the last prayer that you prayed?
Did you forget that I am God and will be with you each day?




playing with some new styles from our friend Joseph....

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Categories: anaphora, inspirational, god, prayer, god,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member One Last Gift
Return the happiness you have taken from me
If you will not share it with me than it has no place
within you.  Return the happiness for my life has no
meaning no beginning or ending without it.  Return
the happiness and try to remember how you once
loved me and how sweet and sincere your words fell
from your lips.  Return the happiness for if you ever
loved me even the slightest bit you will allow me this
one final gift... 



~This form is called: Anaphora~...

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Categories: anaphora, loss, recovery from...me, me,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Shattered Sighs