Best Colons Poems
There is a storm brewing and it is in my head,
Words are swirling in a mighty roaring wind;
Like colourful leaves tumbling and twirling,
And then it is raining adjectives and nouns;
The dark clouds are sailing across the sky.
I try to grasp the words and put them together,
Now syllables are cascading from above my head;
The metaphors, similes, alliterations at my feet,
A whirlwind takes them away as I pick them up;
Periods and commas and semi-colons drift by.
In my head I am putting a poem together,
Stanzas like beautiful wet trees are sparkling;
And the wind is blowing, the thunder is booming,
My dreams of verse gliding away in the tempest;
A violet explosion and a thunderbolt, an idea.
Leaf strewn leaves utter a wail like a violin,
Oh the sky is painfully dark and angry;
I gather all my words to my weeping heart;
Holding them like precious gems I love,
Then I wake- the birds are singing outside.
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April 18, 2016
PoetryVerse/There Is A Storm Brewing
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 779-037-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Summer Premier
Brian Strand
Fifth Place
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A Storm Is Brewing
Kelly Deschler
Third Place
Categories:
colons, dream, writing,
Form:
Verse
Don’t use special characters!
In writing I was told,
Next to the title of my poem.
(The letters black and bold.)
“Poems Don’t Have to Rhyme,” is what
I chose to name my piece,
But with this title, what I wrote
The site would not release.
For only letters, numbers, dashes,
Commas are allowed;
Apostrophes and colons, too,
Are welcomed in that crowd.
I looked back at my heading
And I didn’t understand
Exactly how it merited
That tyrant-like command.
I had to change my title –
It’s called “Poems” now on my list,
But someone messing with my words
Makes me feel awfully pissed.
Categories:
colons, how i feel, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
THE QUESTION MARK
Our life-
A question mark it is-
Struggling
Into an exclamation point
To turn
But
After numerous battles against
A series of:
Commas
Semicolons
Colons
Brackets and
Dashes,
Exhausted;
Ends up-
In most cases-
A…period "." to
Be.
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 JUNE 2013
Categories:
colons, life, success,
Form:
Light Verse
Poetry is tangerine and other potent or poisonous colors.
It is the breath you feel at the nape of your neck and
the strong caress of flesh on flesh, defying death.
It is most certainly Spring with petal flutters and jays
flittering about. Melodies come alive…words almost too
ravishing to versify…like brilliant diamonds and crystal lines.
Poetry is rhyme and not…it is time well spent. The clock
doesn’t give a hoot. It’s cuckoo to stand on your head
to get just the right angle, the geometric high. Likewise,
the adjustment on a thin wire, with ink blots to examine.
But a poet does, again and again, pounding at raw meat,
to settle a matter…but we never settle…there is always
one thing more. Death, maturity, seasonals. Let’s dig
up that grave. First we jump in, holding onto leaves dyed
in various tinctures. Often we swing over, on our trapeze,
thinking we are invincible - we don’t see the six foot ravine.
Not feeling trapped at all, until the Ice Queen shows up.
We paint that buttercup white, as if it were virtuous.
She vividly holds up the scales to weigh our slights,
to slow us down…now,
we dribble upon the page…drivelling every nuance, as if
our kids (our words) were leaving home and we need to drill
just one more thing. Sadly our words will hang
and slowly scroll away…our scribbles fondly remembered
by a few for a while (and our smile)
Paint giraffes ouside the line, and gaffes - keep them in time.
Don’t be afraid to annunciate or not…to be literate or
alliterative…to be silly…oh do be silly…to be human…
to be common or uncommon…we all have our place.
We are the apostrophes, colons and periods. We stop
in mid-sentence a lot. We throw the hammer down
with an exclamation point or dot. We write run ons
or put out briefs. We admire awe. This is just a small
treatise of thought…a mud pie, but certainly not
a prize…but I say, the prize is in the beholder’s stall.
3/13/2023
Categories:
colons, poetry, writing,
Form:
Prose
Such a grammar fiend, is this thing called punctuation.
A huge plethora of mind numbing aggravation.
Commas, periods and parenthesis too;
colons and semicolons; what's a writer to do?
In spelling, I used to make only straight A's.
Now I blow up spell check most every day.
I could avoid punctuation; write only Haiku,
but I'm no quitter; to myself I must be true.
My teacher always told me, "If you can't spell a word,
look it up in the dictionary." Silliest thing I ever heard.
All the words are there in column after column,
but, how to look them up, if you can't even spellum?!
Categories:
colons, nonsense, teacher,
Form:
Couplet
There was a Christmas party
The meal was very hearty
With onions and cabbage
Our colons it ravaged
Leaving us rather farty
Categories:
colons, celebration, christmas, food, fun,
Form:
Limerick
Error Code >
Laid down her arms
relinquished the chair
The challenger had arrived
flashed up onscreen
Repeating the action
She examined its power
Efforts to no avail
It returned to the scene
Our hero was facing
A technical hitch
That unforgiving popup
With the evil red sheen
Carefully she read
But could not comprehend
Commas colons and code
Both seen and unseen
Ah, the dire terminology
Bane of the user!
System thirty-two?
Now what could that mean?
She wouldn’t take defeat
At least not lying down
And so took to the cursor
Whizzed it ‘cross the screen
A courageous move
Though a foolish one too
*Miss-click*
The hard drive was wiped?
Damn this machine!
Categories:
colons, computer, confusion, funny, stress,
Form:
Light Verse
A period here. a question mark there?
A handful of commas,,,tossed in the air
To fall all willy-nilly but he doesn't care.
Then he closes his eyes so he never sees,
And does it again with apostrophe's.
Next colons: and semis; are put through their paces,
And are frequently found in the oddest of places.
Quotations are more than just dressing or stuffing,
Yet often appear when "nobody said nuffing".
It makes reading a chore just to try to adhere
To a writer's directions of what to do where,
But you barrel on through 'til you get to the end,
Give your eyes time to uncross,
And then try it again.
Some poets abjure punctuation, for sure,
And though not a big fan,
I'm a reasonable man.
e e cummings, for example,
Responds to the call
By using little or no punctuation at all.
Author's note: To quote the author Cormac McCarthy: "If you write properly you shouldn't have to punctuate." Poets such as e e cummings, et al, apparently took him up on that. Please understand, dear reader, that this piece is punctuated incorrectly to make a point. And I blush to admit that I, myself, am overly fond of "quotation marks" and…ellipses.
Categories:
colons, humor, writing,
Form:
Light Verse
A Reflective Ploy...
it is a reflective ploy;
on the part of me,
when proofreading
all this work of mine;
and do I really care?
that a full stop.
don’t!
or that commas;
are often too many
or misplaced.
now semi-colons
are useful dudes
to slam!
two slightly related clauses
- together. –
and as for the colon
is quite a pain to introduce!
“quotation marks”
are to be used at your peril;
and only if you know
what you are doing.
and as for an ellipsis;
really,
confuses me head
in where to place the dots.
exclamation mark!
is a serious contender
of becoming nothing more;
than a glorified emoticon!
and a question mark
asks the question?
“are you amazingly clever?”
and as for (brackets),
you can either be;
amazingly clever with their use,
or just plain dumb!
(Parentheses) makes you smart!
[ square brackets]
designed to confuse you!!!
the hyphen, en dash or em dash –
confuses those illiterate of us,
with their proper place
in ‘Da Queen’s Inglish.’
the apostrophe is one of those cats
in this punctuation test;
where we don’t just understand,
where it goes and when.
braces are not your dental thing;
and before you know it,
are always used in pairs,
if you understand the theory
of having a
in a sentence of your choosing.
a slash
is not going out the back for a wait-n-see;
but a most useful punctuation tool
to distinguish two terms,
such as she/he.
“punctuation marks!’
in this day and age
of texting…
on a mobile thing,
has become a lost art.
so, in rhetoric!
what does the future hold?
for a ‘little black duck,’
in writing
musings, thoughts and words,
in a reflective ploy
this is a never-ending riddle.
Francis Cooper - Mac
Categories:
colons, word play,
Form:
Free verse
If,stops,colons comma make sense-
sounds become your cadence
inspired by the words of the duchess in Alice in Wonderland
Categories:
colons, poetry, sound,
Form:
Epigram
I checked my last two poems
Then I searched for understanding
But then I realised the love
The poem allows for ignorance
The lack of understanding
The disobedience of language
Its rules and colons
Its commas or decision
That is my love
The ignoble is now the monarch
Where are the rules of language
They are lost in rancour
That the message is passed
There is my love
Categories:
colons, innocence,
Form:
Narrative
I hate colons,
Semi-colons,
Commas,
All the dots,
The street’s dashed and bold lines
The formal and informal
Business and love letters,
And what worsens my stomach pain,
The civilized patterns,
Motifs,
And jokes and dilemmas.
I hate it all
I hate to list,
Lay down,
Lay out,
All the focused and structured
Feelings,
And etiquettes.
I hate this inventory of
What I like
And what I do not like.
I like to vomit them all;
Like a rusted wood suitcase
Is vomiting its rusted nails.
I do not like to face you
Eileen;
Until I empty
All my guts
From the rust
And the antic puppets,
Heroes, and clowns
I have been storing
Since ancient times,
Since the time my first ancestor
Stood up
And walked through the cold
And warm lands.
I will not promise you
Eileen …
Because, you never did
Or you may not be there
Waiting
For me.
For a fancy commitment.
I hate to be prized,
Competition,
Waiting for a reward,
Fake smiles, and
Boredom
Are my worst enemies.
I like to earn you
with my own sweat.
I have to stay away
Somewhere
On the darkest spot of the sun
Anywhere!
It does not matter!
I have to stay away
From the language you speak,
Your perfect grammar,
Your perfect dress,
Your perfect town,
Your perfect healthy food,
Your compulsive food,
And your anxious thoughts
And mood.
I need to breathe first
So I can
Like you first
And then up…
Up …
Love you again.
Categories:
colons, art, lost love, love,
Form:
Romanticism
What Punctuation Marks
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(Dedicated to our Pens)
Commencing with colons saying,
“Look at what follows me”:
Commas go with the need to breathe,
Adding, or between, as the case may be.
Semicolons help related thoughts,
and lists of a length more supreme,
Like running on; followed; listed;
everything seen; or
(I like adding) dreamed.
Parenthesizes surround thoughts inserted
By the narrator not to digress, but
(editors note) expand
the writing’s dimension.
Periods mark ends, like a day to bed,
Except when set in threes, known as
the ellipses, which can indicate
A denouement that might be taken
On ad infinitum, like clouds afloat…
Maybe to a related or distant expression
— perhaps a sibling theme — as perceived;
Maybe ending with an exclamation point,
Announcing an extreme point reached!
Yet, always remaining…Chances approach
For asking questions (Do you see?)
Set forth to ponder by question marks.
Plus, then, dashes will set off —inserted —
To help define.
Punctuation, also, in its own way speaks
(perhaps more than we realize) to lead
Readers on to receive
The thought trains, flights, leaps,
and meaningful leads.
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(c) sally young Eslinger 12/25/21
In admiration for Cindy Sostchmen,
who posts great grammar lessons on FB, her pg. every Monday.
Categories:
colons, language, poems, teacher, words,
Form:
Rhyme
Categories:
colons, angst,
Form:
Monoku
I have a box with forgotten words
And punctuation seldom used
In this box are synonyms
And grammar I’ve abused
There are commas there and colons too
Apostrophes spilling out the top
But the one thing there that I’ve got most
Are unused periods to make a sentence stop
I have one friend this bugs the most
Says no periods make my poems fuzzy
So I’ve collected them all and present them now
To the wonderful Deborah Guzzi
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Please feel free to apply them now
To my poems written in the past
I know it’s an offense I’m repeating again
But, I assure you this won’t be the last
Categories:
colons, on writing and wordspoems,
Form:
Rhyme