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Short
ballad
poem by
J B | Go to this short poem
a promise
my heart hears your song
a whispered ballad of love
a promise to keep
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Short
ballad
poem by
Ruben Hernandez Diaz | Go to this short poem
Tonight's Dance
In this world we lie,
In the shining moon tonight,
Dancing this ballad.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Raul Moreno | Go to this short poem
Mockingbird II
Chirping his ballads,
To his silent feathered love:
Love songs grace the night.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Rick Parise | Go to this short poem
Rain Song
rhythmic dance of rain
a soft ballad enthralls thee.......
grateful performance
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Short
ballad
poem by
Raul Moreno | Go to this short poem
Spring Tango
The soft, gentle breeze,
Dances with the fresh new leaves;
First ballad of Spring.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Robb A. Kopp | Go to this short poem
Art Verse
Illustrations
Of ballads
Of original metaphors
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
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Short
ballad
poem by
Victoria Anderson-Throop | Go to this short poem
One Night Stand
ONE NIGHT STAND
by Victoria Anderson-Throop
Indigo twilight ballads
Entice lonely hearts
To stray into the darkness
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Short
ballad
poem by
Rick Parise | Go to this short poem
My Flesh -Old Applause
my artist crave rapport
as I wait , a ballad
my mind pondering , remembering..
my soul it bleeds within-
do you love me ?
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Short
ballad
poem by
Ovidiu Bocsa | Go to this short poem
Ballad for two violins
Romantic dinner:chamois,
A lot of candles
Lament the tame roe;
Potatoes-fiddlers
And grills in splinters.
Please,honey,
Eat!
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Short
ballad
poem by
Andrea Dietrich | Go to this short poem
Charlie's New Ballad - no more Chicken of the Sea
The lawsuit by StarKist is valid.
Their long time promoter’s new ballad
warns fish to stay clear
of fisherman’s pier,
or end up in somebody’s salad!
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Short
ballad
poem by
Justin Debrosse | Go to this short poem
Writing Muscle Boot Camp
10 reps of Haiku curls
10 reps of Irish Ballad presses
3X5 paragraphs of trenchant prose
5X Lyrical lunges
Last 5 minutes: Free range editing gut check
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Short
ballad
poem by
valeria iliadou | Go to this short poem
The Pianist
Proud sound, soft tracks of voices burned
taming crude souls their virtue earned.
Inspired from the ''Pianist'', scene of Ballade No.1 in G minor Op.23 - Chopin.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Abraham Tor | Go to this short poem
The Harrowing Ballot
They built an abattoir for man
In the heart of the land
Where rythm of catridges played ballad
To hapless P.O.W. of the ballot.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Steve Eng | Go to this short poem
Barbed Wire Ballad - (3)
Rusted wire against a tree, year by year recedes
The countless rings of outer bark enwrap the wire within.
I mark the circles choking me. I’m taut, stretched thin.
Thus Time is so absorbing me. Consumed. The oak tree feeds.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Arnold Mutugi | Go to this short poem
The Art of Trying
Unless you are a god
And are guaranteed to succeed
In every trial on deed…
Take heed
And try today.
With speed,
Forget the way
You failed
And then retry.
Unlike like chorus from a ballad
Just strife to retry in-differently
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Short
ballad
poem by
Jared Pickett | Go to this short poem
Her Songs****The Modern Cinquain Game****
2,4,6,8,2
wind songs,
branches dancing
to an epoch ballad
Such an inspiring event.
Her songs.
This, my submission into the "Modern Cinquain" game... Thank you James Goff for your
invitation...
Jared Pickett
9/12/09
Asavvy1
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Short
ballad
poem by
Laura Mckenzie | Go to this short poem
Dawn’s music
Behind sheer curtains
Golden rays sing the day’s pulse
Grandeur to the beat of life
The ballad bows proud
Whistling in rhythm tango
Bird’s susurrant calm weeping
Hills and valleys hum
Sweet fields in lavender shades
Under a blue canopy
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Short
ballad
poem by
Marcello Colasurdo | Go to this short poem
Avalon
Red paint upon this stage
Overdrive from electric strums
Crowds gather from every age
Knife decals cross on drums
Brand new fender blue tinge
Arrival at airports always delay
Noon prompts a drinking binge
Drunk ballads from music's cliche
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Short
ballad
poem by
romeo naces | Go to this short poem
Stale Rum
Under the wind
of an electric fan
the old balladeer sounds
like a tired man,
blinks his bleary eyes
as fast as he can;
breath reeks of nicotine
and of stale rum,
crooning his song
with a gravelly hum,
the captive audience gossips
and chews gum!
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Short
ballad
poem by
Richard Pickett | Go to this short poem
My Life in the letter "B" Dedicated to Mary
Blissfully, Blessed
Blithely, Brilliant
Blatantly, Brave
Bipedal, Biographer
Bilingual, Bibliolater
Beyond, Blasphemy
Before, Bespectacled
Benevolent, Benignity
Bending, Belly laugh
Betraying, Beelzebub
Betrothed, Beau
Bearded, Baritone
Barbate, Banjoist
Baptized, Balladeer
Badinage, Banter
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Short
ballad
poem by
Liza Salmon | Go to this short poem
A Ballad from the Far East
Going to war, give 'em hell
Oh what what you gonna do, problem, problem
Dragons sleeping in my veins
It's just too damn long that's all, yeah
There's nothing special about the road
There's nothing special about the road
Rest assured these things I know
Until all is lost
Endangered species, caged in fright
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Short
ballad
poem by
Amanda Sullivan | Go to this short poem
Simply poetry
Whether it's acrostic, limerick, ballad, ballade, or autobiographical,
Keats, Byron, Blake, or Heaney,
that is just a tiny,
part of the magical, mistical, phenomenal world of poetry and prose,
you won't be able to get your nose,
out of our great poets poetry or prose,
join our magical world of the great unknown.
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Short
ballad
poem by
JENNIFER PERRY | Go to this short poem
Nature's Chorus
Embraces wide
As the sun sits high
Wraps tightly
By the glow of the moon
Beautiful
Yet bashful
Sultry
Yet sweet
Seductivley dances an endless tango
Inspired by nature's breezy ballads
Bright and Cheery
Yet Bold and Elegant
Tells a simple story
Yet unforgettable
We all seek our flower
From the garden
In which we choose to roam
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Short
ballad
poem by
romeo naces | Go to this short poem
THE COARSE CROONER
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The old balladeer sounds
like a tired man.
Under the wind of an
electric fan,
he blinks his bleary eyes
as fast as he can.
His breath reeks of tobacco
and stale rum.
As he hiccups through songs with
a coarse hum,
the drunken audience gossips
and chews gum.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Debbie Guzzi | Go to this short poem
Finnegan’s Break!
There once was a lawyer named Finnegan
who fought in the court of Lord Sinagain
his fervor it seems
gave judges bad dreams
so they threw HIM in jail to begin again!
*Finnegan's Wake is an Irish drinking ballad
about a drunkard brick layer. (Layer? Lawyer oops! ;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qstUxos2cBs&feature=related
Do a jig!
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Short
ballad
poem by
Celia Basma | Go to this short poem
Rhyme
Touch ‘f a Melody to tune a poem’s words
Tempo to the ear, source ‘f joy to the world
Cascade ‘f rhythms to unveil some hidden
Thought, to convey a state ‘f mind, a color’s
Tint on the dark whisper ‘f the heart, cheer ‘f
Cadences to enrich at day, enlighten at night
Thrill ‘f a ballade ‘f a lifetime across the lines
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Short
ballad
poem by
Johnette Loefgren | Go to this short poem
Lost in the Mail
I wish to spend one day with you
but frenetic fears prevail
All the things I'd love to do
but they would only fail
for I am only mirrored lights
of other days and other nights
and I could never make it right
my heart is sick and pale
I write a ballad and a dance
I sing about a lost romance
but we would never have a chance
and so I just E-Mail.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Justin Debrosse | Go to this short poem
How to eat the sun
Memo to self: eat the sun
Money don't run down ski slopes
Human breathe might be cosmic
There's no telling what we'll do
Telegram to flag:
Patriotism is native like tobacco leaves
Stars will always shine
Streaming through marching ballads
Dreaming time to waking eyes:
The sound is not the form
It's just pleasure on the tongue
Make your kitchen a devil palace
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Short
ballad
poem by
Johnette Loefgren | Go to this short poem
Write something for me.
I wrote you a sonnet
you yawned and you sighed,
I wrote you a ballad
you tossed it aside
I wrote you a senryu
you said ,"Much too short!"
I wrote you a cinquain
you had no retort......
So I wrote you a check for a million and five,
and
you said,
"That's more like it,
your talent's
ALIVE!!!"
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Short
ballad
poem by
Karin Edwards | Go to this short poem
Nat King Cole
(in Memory of the late, legendary singer, Nat King Cole)
Once a great balladere, was
Nat King Cole
Singing like captivating US,
was his main goal
A tendency, he had to swallow
Us up, whole
Having a Big voice full of Power
and Soul
How it often kept Us in Spirits,
"on a roll"
Why, he could make come from
under- a mole
It's No wonder, He, many hearts,
had stole
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Short
ballad
poem by
Lena Townsend | Go to this short poem
Ocean Waves
In perfect rhythm
A gently flowing ballad
Perfect melody
Tugging at my heart
Softly lifting my spirit
Tickling my senses
A song of beauty
Calling to the universe
To maintain all life
Everlasting tune
Beckoning for all to see
Shimmering with hope
Singing out for peace
In harmony with the wind
Conducted by God
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
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Short
ballad
poem by
Elena Prowell | Go to this short poem
Wildchild
Into the darkness
Drinking the night
Fly away little girl
Call of the wild stronger than blood
Out where the stars don't fall
Deep in the debris
Of the dark forest
Dancing with silver wolves
Free like an eagle
Climbing a stairway
On top of universe
Above all voices
Crying in ballads
To howling of the doomed
Fearless of fire
Forever burning
Sweet child of the moon.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Valerie Sherman | Go to this short poem
Home
Before we met didn't know where I belong
Amidst my familiar..I didn't feel at home.
Just as Dorothy.. I could click my heels
Or prepare a ballad to sing how I feel.
Before we met Myself I couldn't express
All that I felt though I did my very best.
Now all I have to do is pick up my pen
Write on my paper what I couldn't say then.
Thank you, fellow 'penners'
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Short
ballad
poem by
Kathy Guerra | Go to this short poem
RAIN'S WHISPER
I kiss it as it kisses me back....from my red hair...once dry now soaked... to my clothes... playin in it...listenin to the melody as it slashes the leaves....as it tickles the walls....as it makes its way...for it attention it calls...RAIN ballad to the soul who cant speak just yet times come that experience wont let u forget... symphony so bold...its like a whisper untold.... RAIN
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Short
ballad
poem by
Chelsea Stufleben | Go to this short poem
My First Ballade
Both our hearts forevermore,
We sit in this place hand in hand,
Together we forever soar,
Our love is tasteful never bland,
Towards us the haters repremand,
We both dwell in this empty room,
Together we escape our doom,
I love you darling can't you see,
For you and me the flowers bloom,
For you and me the heavens sing.
*for the Ballade Boomba Contest*
by Chelsea Stufleben
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Short
ballad
poem by
Derek Chos | Go to this short poem
Perfect Lonely World
Hold me like you used to
Comfortable warmth in the summer inferno
Soft pressure all around
Meld it into one point and
Drift into another world
Completely black, without a sound
A feeling that vanished as soon as it arrived
Before I taste your cool breath
A silent ballad weaves between us
What should leave us breathless only keeps us breathing
Under the guise of smelling flowers
In our perfect lonely world
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Short
ballad
poem by
joan stevens-yates | Go to this short poem
POETRY SOUP
what is poetry soup?
it is imaginative creative siloquies with a combination of prose, prose , hakiu.
free verse, ballads &acrostics. combined it produces a wonderful work of art that
soothes the soul ,stretches the imaginationand entices the creative juices.
It is Maya Angelou. Langston hughes , Elizabet barrett Browning,sister souljah,
&me
The proliferation of words exquistely expressed
Poetry Soup
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Short
ballad
poem by
Mark Goodson | Go to this short poem
Alliteration in B
The blue ball bounced against the rubber baby buggy bumper.
Bobby Brown’s bright blue blazer matched Betty’s blue bloomers.
Baseball is business blessed beyond belief.
Brook’s brother boiled beetle bugs for breakfast.
The bow of the boat blocked the big barge.
Bill’s barrel belly button bares birthday bacteria.
Baboons beam beautiful ballads for bitter berry bush butter.
Bonnie’s buttons battle the bulge.
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Short
ballad
poem by
William Robinson | Go to this short poem
WHITE OAK, RED OAK
Oh, mournful, mountain balladeer,
Your plaintive, mountain song
Comes aching through
The tender evening sadness.
"White oak, red oak!
White oak, red oak!"
Oh, whippoorwill,
My soul echoes your sorrow.
Oh, spokesman for the broken heart,
Who taught you your refrain?
So eloquent your voice
Of soulful yearning!
"White oak, red oak!
White oak, red oak!"
I join you in your
Summer night's repining.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Michael J. Falotico | Go to this short poem
Sounds of Rain
On this cool March afternoon the
sounds of rain play songs in my head..
Some are upbeat and set the scene
for a smile and something sweet to be said..
Other drops of rain play a chorus of
faded dreams and missed open doors..
And yet another ballad could be heard
as the splashes dance on the floor..
On a late winter day in March where only quiet
can be found , I sit and watch the sky and here
music all around..
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Short
ballad
poem by
shacorrie harvey | Go to this short poem
Ballad of a black slave
This is the ballad of the black slave,
Who has been beaten and disgraced,
Who has been called the n word,
Who has recieved no pay.
This is the ballad of the black slave,
Who prays for freedom every night,
Who is going to rebel,
For what he think is right.
Now this is the ballad of the freed slave,
Who has seen much blood shed,
Who has fought for equal rights,
And who has won his freedom.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Sallam Yassin | Go to this short poem
My land
Somaliland
Logic meant to be flat
My love meant to fight
My land is the land of the lonely tree
The land of the lonely tree
Is out of thy map
But she concurred
Space in every heart
Maybe harsh
But mine
Oh Allah bless
My people an my land
Her ballade is my anthem of pride
Watch the flag is flying high
Read the lips
out of the heart
Who recite holy words
The victory and the forte
For Allah
Oh Allah bless
My people an my land
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Short
ballad
poem by
joan stevens-yates | Go to this short poem
poetry soup
what is poetry soup[?
IT is imaginative creative a combination of prose, haiku, free verse, ballads &
acrostics.
Combined it produces a wonderful work of art that soothes the soul and
stretches the imagination and entices the creative juices.
It is Maya Angelou, Langston Hughes,Eliabeth Barett browning sister souljah
and me!
it is imagagery rhythm and rhyme.
the proliferation of words exquistively expressed
poetry soup
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Short
ballad
poem by
J B | Go to this short poem
Sing to me a love song
Sing to me a love song
A ballad that is true
One that’s about loving
One about me and you
Sing to me a love song
That comes from your heart
Filled with all our memories
From our very start
Sing to me a love song
One you wrote for me
Filled with passion and longing
From the feelings that I see
Sing to me a love song
About how much you care
About now much you miss me
Whenever I’m not there
Sing to me a love song
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Short
ballad
poem by
Michael J. Falotico | Go to this short poem
"Without Music"
Come to me baby, walk across the floor...
Take my hand my love and just close the door..
Move towards me as I start to dim the light..
Pressed against each other we will slow dance the night..
Chest to chest our hearts play a song that only we can hear..
The beat so soothing , a ballad we hold so dear..
The music will play like a love story that never ends..
Till our eyes close and we slip away, as the music continues to blend..
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Short
ballad
poem by
J B | Go to this short poem
open door
love left an open door
to let the breeze blow through
after days of rain and darkest nights
my dreams are coming true
I find what I am looking for
what once I thought was gone
all I see reflected
what I hear in your song
sing to me a ballad
of all it is that you feel
dance with me a long slow dance
so I know it is real
what grows in my heart
after days of endless storms
this love that I now feel
when I wake in your arms
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Short
ballad
poem by
Cheryl Eldridge | Go to this short poem
Psalms Wind
As artifacts spill amidst initial drama,
daylight grind builds away haunting spirits.
An angry insight grants a crystal supply,
fishing sin in a tasty auras birthing stand.
Applying truth will burn nights taunting,
luring dismay and fright in lights trails.
My pain will cut in half drastically,
as manic blasts multiply within stagnant
winds classic hymns ballad playing psalms,
a lyric that says I will finally win my dignity.
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Short
ballad
poem by
Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock | Go to this short poem
Poetic Cries Cured
Lain in bed dreaming
of hallowed whispers
spoken in baritone harmony
Mind manifesting cries
in instrumental song
that sing soothing melodies
to my wailing heart
I'm held by a symphony
of falling teardrops
that dance
to a love like ballad
of drunken romance,
while hymns I pen,
and my crushed comforts
are captured
by cracked stanzas...
My poetic cure will
forever be tuned
in chords
of expletive
love
Lay
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Short
ballad
poem by
Charles Henderson | Go to this short poem
Oyster Roast
The clumps are placed atop the grate
And fire is lit below.
Soon steam will form in empty space.
The process seems too slow.
While tender morsels slowly roast
The beer and coke flows free.
Camaraderie is displaced,
when open shells you see.
common ballad
alternating between Iambic Tetrameter and Iambic Trimeter
only line 2 and 4 have to Rhyme in each 4 lines.
© Oct 10 Charles Henderson
For Brian's "up to 10 lines" contest
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Short
ballad
poem by
CARLTON PLATT | Go to this short poem
Ballad of a Drunken Lady
She drowns herself in pints and quarts
And finds solace in liquor bottles
She uses it to mend her broken hearts
Though she stumbles and topples
She decides her fate with alcohol
And speaks through sealed lips
And harshness bounces off her breath like a wall
After she has had a few sips
But dear God bless the tongue of the drunken
Lady, gentleman or naïve child
Blinded by the bliss of wild desires,
Wasted away like rubbish beguiled.
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