Best Clanging Poems
Clanging EchoesWhen I’ve gone
to the place
where my fathers’
have gone before me
and the last tribute
has been paid to my memory,
may my singing words
crack the silence with clanging echoes.
May the clanging echoes
excite starving eyes
and taut wrinkled eardrums—
both to awareness—
guiding them
to actions of liberation
yet to come.
May clanging echoes
wake-up...
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Categories:
clanging, allegory, analogy, death, hope,
Form:
Prose Poetry
A Clanging CymbalThe distant toll of the temple bells
As clock strikes, thou tread upon the sacred temple
Lifting up hands with the Holy Assembly
“Father I thank you am not a sinner like her
I fast and pray like the Apostle Paul
And I pray in tongues more than all”
“ba...
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Categories:
clanging, bible, character, christian, jesus,
Form:
Ballade
Wind Chimes Are Clangingwind chimes are clanging
hair is blown to kingdom come
living in dustbowl...
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Categories:
clanging, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Senryu
Of Clanging Living WordsOF CLANGING LIVING WORDS
Let me trumpet
living words
breathing
to the heartbeat
of awakening
awareness…
Living
healing words,
strengthening
inspiration and
determination…
Living words,
pumping hope
bleeding from
the cistern of
resurrection’s
fulfilling faith:-
Let me trumpet
living words
with
alarm clock
reverberations;
waking up
sleeping courage…
Living words—
exhaling oppression,
inhaling liberation;
both with each
rhythmic respiratory
breath…
Living words—
shouting freedom
at last—as we
sojourn alive
and well—
railroading
peace and love:-
Let me...
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Categories:
clanging, allegory, desire, extended metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
Clanging of the BellsDisarray of clanging bells
Ring loud like under a spell
Beneath can be mighty hell
Clanging of the bells
Russell Sivey
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Categories:
clanging, life,
Form:
Dodoitsu
Sound of SorrowThey have slept with their fathers
Shall we seek for revenge?
Even the emotions could no longer contain our sisters
All we sing now is dirge.
I could hear the wailing of infants and cry of women
the sound of swords clanging and shouting of men
Everywhere... I see...
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Categories:
clanging, cry, death, horror, repetition,
Form:
Rhyme