Best Bowstring Poems

The swordsman who draws his blade
Heart racing at the keening of steel on scabbard 
Tension coiled, poised for the unleashing
Held back by muscles tight with...

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THINGS WITH STRINGS

Spider's web, strings of stars,
a weaver's loom, and old guitars.
Balls of yarn, and DNA,
string bikini, and crochet.

Cats cradle, spools of thread,
Tails on kites,...

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I was with my daughters at their favorite playground.  I watched them chase each other 
around the merry-go-round.  Laughing and enjoying the extremely...

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You are the star that shines in my eyes,
I am the man that comes in disguise;
Like moths that flutters on wings of chance,
We fly into...

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Frosty Words
Written: by Tom Wright
4/7/2018

I allot time to past words frosty in flight, 
They’re like chains or a promise unbroken.
By vacated words I frequently feel...

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Quietly filling
 deep cups of the red blossoms.
 The morning sunrise.

 The rock bowl is full.
 Filled by the rain for the birds
 and for...

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The archers’ line was straddled,
By many a shapely calf.
The Marshall called the nocking,
And winked at the pretty lass.

The Maiden drew the bowstring back,
To her ruddy...

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SONNET IN THE WIND
(The Archer)


Hark! What wind doth blow in yonder forest
Stirring the spirit of a long dead archer
In his endless search for the unwary...

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THE SECOND ARROW

The first arrow, shot in straight degree,
flew the skies, dipped in filigree.
Her quiver held the arrows, three,
and nailed it sharp, to wing of...

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It is so hard to let go of love,
lovingly.

It sharks, 
unpeels more gut more quickly
than reel or reeler ever lost
in all those years of lazy...

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Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentially...

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Heartsong. 


Where the physical meets philosophy
In Arcady rare love joined you to me
Fated bowstring of a song has severed

Seeking Lethe, Did thou seer seek to...

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Just a single thought,  and my heart begins to rhythmically beat
My breath gets caught, and from the start you made me feel so complete.
Such...

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He is restless, stripes blending and then confusing the shadows of the bars of his cage
Not having eaten for three days slow, ribs show, worms...

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My Little Archer


I am not cupid with wings to snare
I stood to trust with my dominant eye
My arrow’s end reaped a feather from lair
Grasped the...

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