Best Entrance Poems

Autumn's soundless entrance, causes distress
This changing hue shares a sense of lament
As color in death seems to luminesce
Whispering leaves of Summer turn silent
How peaceful the world when they start to fall
And move to ground in a windswept tumble
To be worn by Earth as a covering...

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To children's eyes in mid-December,
a city street winks and twinkles.
The towering collage of lights and patterns
seems majestic and surreal.
Silvers, reds, and living greens
all conjure up exotic scents and
whisper hints of private promises,
smiling, shining, blowing kisses....

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Galloping in; an albus steed, blanketed in virgin fleece.
Upon his back, fair maiden rides; the scene a masterpiece.

Their platinum manes tossing freely, in loose billowing curles.
She guides him with beaded reins, strands of lustrous pearls.

Flowing behind, an endless train of glistening, ivory lace.
Frosty air sparks...

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(A Variation of: Your Departure Versus the Hindenburg by Kenneth Koch)

Every time you enter the room
I see it as an extension of 
      Pompeii
That great 76 A.D. volcano erupting
In molten lava like a 2-liter of soda exploding
   ...

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I sat ready to take the Entrance Exam
Determined to give it my very best shot
Hoping my answers would get me in
But worried that they may not

I looked around at the others in the room
Already deeply buried in the text
Some quickly scribbling their answers down
While others...

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Coinciding wrath's adjourn, the legacy
to just envelope the return,
that first step, that first look, the yourn
it is the first beguiling, not last's spurn!

That seeing first, that moment's soft concern
how fondly, membered first in thought's affair
oh just how kindly, how extreme, how spare,
encumbrance, or encounter, not...

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Aware of welcome
She swirls in gaily and twirls 
Showing off her dress


note(and her name is Spring) for Linda Marie's contest

Placed 4th in contest...

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I see the first few hints of fall
as corners of my yard compete
to be the first to win the gold,
in an Olympian type feat. 

My old fruit trees, still in the race
hold bounty for migrating birds.
I must survive on fallen fruit
and inspiration for my words.

As...

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in change of season
autumn makes a grand entrance ~
with subtly chilled winds

twirl then arabesque
leaves are dancing a ballet ~
unscripted, unstaged

one last performance
their swan song without encore ~
bare, the maple limbs
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Goin’ to school
Grad school that is
But I’ve got to wait
Till they choose me
There’s a simple
Process needed to be done
Before they allow me in
It’s an admission decision
They will notify me
By email, phone, or letter
I’m waiting painstakingly
For the results

Russell Sivey...

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Enter into the temple that God made it to be,
It is now an empty hollow shell filled with love's memories,
It has served men well it's doors and windows once open,
The men who entered did not tell,
They were hoping to gain in experience it was then...

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The eager winter in dead display
The sky a-sparkle great beautifier
With rosy flushes of radiant sachet
The winds at eve, melodic and higher 
As clearing harmonies of a delighting lyre 

O calm spring morning smooth 'n clean
Sun 'n skies, surges of budtime en·gen·der
Fragrant blooms make the scene...

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He stood upon my porch
Poised and ready to knock
Yet, I had to open the door
Before his hand hit the surface
I immediately greeted him,
Asking him to enter, take refuge
From the seasons brutality
“Kind sir?” he started with a whisper
“Why have you allowed me loneliness in the cold?”
I...

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Pain searing through me;
My energy flowing away free,
Drained to the core,
I did not know if I could take more. 

Exhausted and weary;
So very bleary, 
I wanted to just halt;
To cease my body from this assault. 

There was no stopping this journey;
My path was set and...

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What one would at last gather
From listening to father:
Certain things go together;
The valiant and go-getter,
A genius and pace setter,
The heart and a pace maker,
Leather,gums and shoemaker,
An entrance and gatekeeper,
Attacker and goalkeeper...

You just have to be super
To join French Paratrooper,
From head to toe vigorous
To contain The...

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