Best Alternating Poems

A Song at Sunrise



He sang the song at sunrise, to the morning dawn
It rose into the atmosphere and carried on and on

It fell in gentle...

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Dream catchers chime in the wind,
like soft tones of a xylophone.
Melodic melancholic rain,
is free flowing,
but morning birds still arrive,
sitting on wet window sills,
singing about their...

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Whiskey on the rocks, advised by my doc
combats dementia, so bring on the blocks
no need for a glass;  I'll have me the bottle
with a...

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I laugh but I want to cry
My heart is in so much pain
Like I'm about to just die 

I'm not ready to say bye
I need...

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Mary Elizabeth Frye dedication poem

(3.)
Do Not My Youthful Life Now Mourn

Do not my youthful life now mourn
My lot was set day I was born
I grew...

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            Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, 
      ...

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The flying sent projections free to see,
from adjunct Astrals singing bold decree.

Perched on Pisces’s cusp, forsaking Plato’s cave,
Puppets casting shadows, chancing me a slave.

They hang...

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Hand knit socks you are wonderful to me.
As I'm winding this soft wool yarn,
deciding, which needles to use,
I know you're going to be gorgeous,
cozy, and...

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Night has come, the fog is slowly wreathing
Crying soft, a form is moving forward
Now she walks through mist, 'tween shadows seething

Past the ancient walls she...

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At first glance, I saw forever 
It was love at first sight 
You were so charming and clever

My life long endeavor 
While in your arms...

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How fickle are the humors of the heart,
capricious and of alternating hue.
a masked chameleon of cunning art;
transmuting colours often hid from view.

Now sunk in sombre...

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(Sonnet with rhyme on both ends of alternating lines)

The starkness of my world now that he’s gone
pervades in all I see and hear and feel,
but...

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riding artificial waves – he exploits her alternating moods 


 For Monoku Contest sponsored by Silent One.
 Placed 2nd...

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From the bottom of an abandoned gravel pit
behind my childhood home, seated, 
leaning against its hardpacked sandy side,
he watched the July sun set,
the empty prescription...

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Seasons

Each season she will rise
Changing them with her sighs; to tame
the seasons with no shame 
In life none can share blame; you see
Because she sets...

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