Afterword Poems - Poems about Afterword

... I walk through the glade colour enlightens me- in my mind's eye abstractions rainbow my persoective The soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,shadowing the speckled sallow s......

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...The haibun can be a standard(where haiku etc follows the prose) or afterword (where prose follows the haiku) or prose envelope (prose para haiku,para) verse envelope(haiku......

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...In The Light of a Fading Moon David J Walker Eternity was the first summer after The first grade and the first time You thought the days would never end Eternity was the school clock in the......

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...A pashmina is the swish afterword of a wonderful night. ------------------------------------------------------ 7/26/2019 Contest - One Sentence Metaphor in Free Verse Spon......

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...I saw the underground imaginary place of my generation destroyed how I mourned the afterword. Does the afterword make you shiver? when I think of the animality, I foresee a natural necessity. An ......

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...HAIKU MOMENT 8 Stray cool breeze Plants a calm ease; Heat wave reprieve ~~~~~~~~~ So many laps Round and round; Brisk walking spree ~~~~~~~~~ Weary worry Spreads load heavy;......

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...WINTER HAIBUN (Afterword ) shapes spread statuesque foliage in Winter clothes- melancholy me Hallow Eve to Candlemas,the sun now turning south,;November is sombre,December dark,January,F......

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...she has stars for eyebrows her phonetic smile says so much more tightly wrapped in the grey gaunt gauze of daylight eyes still closed i wait arms breadth away for her to breath to open while m......

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...REQUIEM-A STRUCTURED PROSE Nothing moves,silence, echos of voices,the past awakes!Faces appear,then depart!A tear trickles slowly,the music plays,faintly. Emotion erupt,again! Regret whispers,......

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...Tina-Louise dashed into a tattoo parlor And asked for some ink in the shape of a flower. Much below the knees so my mom doesn’t holler; Would you hurry-up please, I’ve only one hour. Seein......

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...Take it to the doors of heart : features are same, of whores and nuns. Small steps, big hands move towards the blood-gates of ropes to pluck the thorns from books. Tomorrow was yet to come. Today i......

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...Take it to the doors of heart : features are same, of whores and nuns. Small steps, big hands move towards the blood-gates of ropes to pluck the thorns from books. Tomorrow was yet to come.......

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...Dull hearts have gone astray My euphoria lights the way The conquers will burn their books Why am I the one in flames? Said we’d die holding hands (I’ll suffered for you) Now that time is p......

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