Best Declaimed Poems
Canto Xxvi Hell Translation Part1...Enjoy, Florence, because you so great are
That on seas and ground your wings you flutter,
And down in hell your name around spreads far!
I found five, among the stealers’ clutter,
Your citizens......
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Categories:
declaimed, fantasy,
Form:
Terza Rima
Love of Wisdom: Philosophy...Why isn't philosophy written most wisely
in poetic verses,
redundantly both-and
analogical ecology?
Declassifying classic philosophic historians
continuing relentless great debate
about whic......
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Categories:
declaimed, beauty, earth, environment, health,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Unashamed Christian...unashamed christian
I am not into labels, and I don't believe in fables
And I know that God is real
He's more than invisible, more than tangible
He's more than a feel
And I not denominations b......
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Categories:
declaimed, allusion, celebration, confusion, discrimination,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Train My Love...Train my love oh train my love.
My train doesn’t flame.
It burns deeply inside.
In my heart I am happy.
Train my love oh train my love.
Your coach swings.
Swing by concussion.
Train my love oh......
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Categories:
declaimed, care, character, feelings, happiness,
Form:
Bio
The Point Is This...Until a point is posited,
Its position is unclear;
Whether on a pencil
Or belief embraced so dear.
Until a point is set upon
A concrete place of view,
Its meaning is unknown,
Its validity no......
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Categories:
declaimed, on writing and words
Form:
Rhyme
The Ruba'Iyat of Creteil Lake - Part Twenty-One...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-One
Meantime the Faithful gathered for prayer sans delusions
His Holiness excused himself for the usual ablutions --
The Commandant backtracked to an ......
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Categories:
declaimed, allegory,
Form:
Rubaiyat
The Number 27...In the pages of history
there's a baffling mystery
about the passing of the crew
since eighteen ninety two.
Bright stars turned to dim
whether fat or slim,
no one's young, no one's old,
t......
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Categories:
declaimed, death, tribute,
Form:
Rhyme
Born To Die At Stromboli...« Think, the world remembers only the poets. The name of a country depends on how its poets behave. »
Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, the Philosopher-President of India*
Whoever dies ......
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Categories:
declaimed, on writing and words,
Form:
Free verse
Aah How Great the Taste of Water...Aah... how great the taste of water...
After lounging in bed until
late morning/early afternoon
we (the missus and I) felt restless
as garden variety buffoon
or think chrysalis itching
to e......
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Categories:
declaimed, 7th grade, death, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
Amalgam of Reality...AMALGAMS of reality
dreams diversified
nostalgia
for the country
of his soul
colour
clarified
echos of nature
with
the universal
flying
floating
image......
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Categories:
declaimed, art, tribute,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Weekday Recitation...WASTELAND
possessed
by words
yet
discourse-less
implicit
intuition
meandering
in a
web of language
a whirling
......
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Categories:
declaimed, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Again...If my tongue I could just tame
Your dear heart I would not maim
Every time we play this game
Seems the outcome is the same
First my quick words cause a strain
Then my impulse is to blame
So aga......
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Categories:
declaimed, break up, feelings, forgiveness,
Form:
Monorhyme
Wasteland a Personal View...possessed
by words
yet
discourse-less
implicit
intuition
meandering
in a
web of language
a whirling
vortex ......
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Categories:
declaimed, literature, poetry, tribute,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Songs Pt2 Pound Tribute...hidden intentions
forseen from afar
set in the dark
tracks in the stone
to posterity through cloisters
with empty streams
a desert
of aged rivers
folds of nothingness
now run cold
......
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Categories:
declaimed, people, poetry,
Form:
Ekphrasis