Best Formatted Poems
A spider winters in the leaves,
Tucked from the bitter cold
it weaves, a den
within a curled, dead leaf
concealed
and covered, underneath,
when life has withered,
black and
brown,
it's empty shell,
goes floating
down
This poem is interesting that the meter is in iambic pentameter but I chose to format it like a Free Verse.
A spider winters in the leaves,
Tucked from the bitter cold it weaves,
a den within a curled, dead leaf
concealed and covered, underneath.
When life has withered, black and brown,
it's empty shell, goes floating down.
How would you have formatted it, if it were your poem.
Categories:
formatted, death, nature, winter,
Form:
Rhyme
Waking every day in this place
so full of grace
and purity
such true beauty
I see things in a peaceful way
touching each day
always with love
sent from above
And as I fall asleep at night
my dreams take flight
and in my heart
hope won't depart
_____________
* Thoughts from the Heart *
Form ~ Minute Poetry
The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of
12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter.
The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of
8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables.
Categories:
formatted, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
The winter has been here too long
still going strong
this freezing cold
is getting old.
Sunshine, please come and melt the snow
make flowers grow
so I can see
all their beauty.
When I can feel the Springtime sun
and winter's done
with thanks I'll pray
in warmth I'll play.
This is called a Minute Poem. It is a rhyming verse
that has 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic
meter. It is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4 syllables
each with a rhyme scheme of: aabb ccdd eeff
Categories:
formatted, seasons
Form:
Rhyme
I bent down and sat on a elfridge log
While a crying frog came out of a bog
I set my precious best friend, Anya, on the ground
I distantly listened to the goblin and giants thundering sound
I put a hand up and petted my white-tiger guardian
He nestled my hand and sat down loyal
We had to go to the king Russo who was so royal
White-tiger guardian, Koda, told me what was up
And how the giants and goblins kidnapped his pup
At that point, from my own eyes, tears began to fall
I felt responsible, I had to report this call
I stood up quick and formatted a plan
Until someone cut in and screamed, “we’re under attack!” and everyone ran
The goblins and gnomes found out I was back
They begin to attack all dressed in jet-black
I chanted out spells, curses, and such
I knew I knew them, I’d practiced so much
“Curse you for trying to destroy my world
Wither now and become unfurled
Don’t look back you awful demons
For this is not your world and you have no reasons
You shall not be here, you aren’t the boss
This world belongs to me from the trees to the moss
From the animals and friends that I have made
Curse you all and go to shame”
The words rolled their eyes to the back of their brains
Ten-thousand bodies sounded like trains
They fell over dead with groans
While they died gently with thousand of moans
I saved my world with a certain curse
Because of a spell I had to constantly rehearse
My world was saved and everything in it
I was crowned queen and I left a permanent dent
I went to King Russo and recaptured Koda’s pup
I regained everything back that was stolen --- all the stuff
King Russo was happy too that I was home
Now my sun shines and no one’s alone
Categories:
formatted, fantasy, world, me,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
Along the regular hustle-bustle of my daily life's distraction
I know, I need to cook poetry soup - food of poets.
So I heat my pan of imagination on flames of inspiration
while I assort juicy words enriched with insightful meaning.
Then I pour inside my pan, my fluid stock of emotions
and add the words to simmer in it, to blend in properly.
While the words get poached in my lucid intuition,
I prepare my seasoning to enhance the flavor of my poetry soup.
Depends upon my mood and the way I want its impression,
whether to make it piquant or mild; searing hot or icy cold.
I add hot-red paprika of scorching temptation
that spices up the romantic soup and makes it very steamy.
Some sugar lumps of longing love and passion
can really turn up the love soup very sweet and lovely.
To make it tangy, I add scraped orange zest of social disruption
and vinegar of political corruption in my serious soup.
To make it touchy and sad, I add acrid herbs of bleak depression
and for funny soup, fresh mint leaves of humor is must.
I guess...no, I'm sure! I have shared all the information
about the special ingredients that I add in my poetry soup.
Finally, when I am done, I serve my soup bowl in fashion
garnished with some special characters and well formatted.
~*~ Profitez de ma recette de soupe ~*~
Date: 01/26/2017
Categories:
formatted, fun,
Form:
Free verse
When I installed you to my life,
My heart went packed of love,
Like a ROM in full memory .
I was initialized and formatted,
Yet you remained saved.
Just a nanosecond,
I became your cursor
And you were my mouse.
Categories:
formatted, cute love, love, technology,
Form:
Free verse
Cluster
Unseen Tiny
Raceme of future
Coming in buds
Under the tense
Formatted under
The chilly
The early buds
Of spring
The new stems
The first buds
Of spring
Buds of hope
In wishes- your
Happy
New year
Happy New Year And may your lives all blossom
in joy health and prosperity
in peace- Happy new year/ sallam
Categories:
formatted, hope, life, love,
Form:
*Image of It Begins by Pixabay.
Longanimity
Longanimity stretches a sowers grit for CROPS
actuality, albeit, can likewise be ones, calm, cool,
collectivity as the bounty of the reapers' CHOPS,
sublimity achieves nature advances as its jewel.
TESTS question one's prospect of forbearance
while tackling the crisis giving an appearance
BEST'S a favorable triumph of transparence
file away any despair entitling perseverance.
Impassiveness spread an outlet of snug DOORS,
abstractedness harps on focus, hard to fathom
jaggedness being unclear like peace and WARS,
disingenuousness, apathy, or idle our phantom.
POWER inspires valor to meet jeopardy, fortitude
being such intros a key to the crux, bid latitude,
EMPOWER one's gut to safeguard, ne'er subdued
freeing tribulation via best beliefs as its prelude.
Stoicism, Hellenic integrity of pleasure or PAIN,
prism of sorts to veer a beam or invert an image
schism hence lacks objection, curiosity ABSTAIN
escapism from reality treats a sublime vicinage.
ACTS of noble goals, confront peril, magnanimity
breeds one's bigheartedness forward, generosity
MAX the merits as concerns swamp, equanimity
seeds grounds to endure, merciful re longanimity.
2022 March 05
*1st Place*
Pick-A-Title, Vol 29
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2022 March 27
*NOTE: The Triple Lento form I used above is known as a CROSS LENTO, formatted as; 1st quatrain, start rhyme, aaaa, end rhyme, bcbc; 2nd quatrain (CROSS) start rhyme dede, end rhyme, ffff, 3rd quatrain (CROSS), and so on. A Lento has (2) quatrains, Cross Lento can only be used in double (4), triple (6), or chain Lentos (8 or more).
Categories:
formatted, endurance, meaningful, metaphor,
Form:
Lento
Primordial begs a question. Precursor answers,
prior request. Clarity necessitates perspective
anchored. Pre-Genesis /\ Chapter 1: Verse 1 of
it being OUR EARTH-- / \ Verse 3 is the FIRST
LIGHT as our Daystar/ \as ALL LIGHTS trails
allies like------------ ------------Flora and
Fungi, plus \ /Fauna. Then
all four seasons.\ / Winter, Summer,
Spring, and Fall./ \To four elements
known matter, / / \ \ Earth, and air
water, and / / \ \ fire. Lastly,
humanity. / / \ \Man is Adam
And the / / \ \ Woman is
Eve. Says/ / \ \ clarity
cites / / perspective \ \ in a
lengthy / / expounded detailed \ \ point
of view./ / ALL LIGHTS, closing this \ \SHAPE
POEM \/FORM. Second LIGHTS that \/ came
post ALL LIGHTS—describes the Daystar that’ll
highlight in several varying details elaborately
formatted. Being that its duly noted as wisdom
dictate, values bring a wealth of common home
knowledge that everyone soon knows the truth.
of THE BOOK of GENESIS. Mom confessed to me
into its TRUE LIGHT as THE WORD OF GOD BE A
LIGHT AT OUR FEET--A BEACON UPON THE HILL.
Earth was made for humanity, we’re ALL LIGHTS
created as a sharing amongst ALL other LIGHTS
as it was written—now elaborated. Daystar are
LIGHTS that precedes ALL LIGHTS, plurally. The
WHYS & WHEREFORES like GENESIS, was written
and elaborated as well. GOD IS THAT LIGHT and
POINTS NOT TO GOD, AND DAYSTARS LIGHTS, US,
AND ALL LIGHTS. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THAT LIGHT IS
ON RESERVE AS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALL SAINTS--
KNOW “HOLY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TRINITY”:
GOD THE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FATHER,
GOD ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE
SON, AND GOD VWVWVWVWVW THE HOLY SPIRIT.
PONTIFICATE: "Take to the floor and raise the roof -- Matthew 5:16"
Why? GENESIS Wherefore! REVELATIONS
"The Holy Trinity, THAT LIGHT, on a universal eternal role as THE CREATOR, cometh EARTH'S dawning as predecessors were processing, and an unsuspicious dark universe were ripe for there dawning by THAT LIGHT."
IN THE NAME OF GOD THE FATHER, GOD THE SON, AND GOD THE HOLY SPIRIT, AMEN.
Categories:
formatted, death, destiny, mother son,
Form:
Concrete
Beauty To Behold
( The Minute Poem)
Of all beauty that meets the eye
Bright sunny sky
Reaches through earth
For all that’s worth
Flowers of hope continue to grow
Within spring glow
Beauty with care
Dainty and fair
For every green gift and grace
Shows nature’s face
All joy of sight
Suns guiding light
The Minute Poem is a rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff
Categories:
formatted, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Most Authors and Writers of any kind
would want to avoid the sharp, biting mind
of that mordant and poignant Satirist
whose words of ridicule, and taunting interest
lampoon the very heart and soul
of even the most ardent of Poets so bold
with all their mortifying diatribe
and instill hopelessness in the most timid of Scribe.
What most Authors and Writers of any kind
should bear and keep in mind
that Satirist's are good to have around
in keeping Poets and Writers feet, solid to the ground
their harsh criticism should be a welcomed teaching sound
for their didacticism, is adapted for their precepts to preach,
And composition and metrical verse patterns are all formatted to teach
so as to avoid denunciative, spurious speech.
Let all Poets and Writers everywhere
feel blessed to have those Satirist's there.
For the Poets writes to free and ease the heart and soul
whilst writers of books, hopes to have his work sold,
But the Poets burden can oft' time be too vast to state
then the Satirical Satire can order put to his mind
in helping the Poet to place his priorities in line.
So doff your hat to that esteem critic, Poets of any kind
as they guide your hand towards claiming your laureled crown.
Categories:
formatted, on writing and words,
Form:
Verse
The Childless
The childless are not only those
That has not protruding stomach experienced
However, they are part of it
The childless are not only those
That theirs’ fell like a leaf eaten by maggot
Yet they make up this group
The childless are not only those
Whose offspring cross the seas?
And have their brains formatted
I agree they are childless
The childless are not only those
That dies of hunger and poverty
It is the worst type of childlessness
The childless are not only those
Whose sons misappropriate funds?
Even when they make the citizenry suffer
The childless are not only those
Who moves from one NPF station to another?
With an intension to bail
Its most heart breaking
The childless are not only those
That replaces a jewelry box weekly
In their heart begging, blaming God
For the gift of a thorn in the heart
Instead of the so requested children
It takes more than birth
To become a father or mother
Categories:
formatted, confusion, faith, sympathy, heart,
Form:
Free verse
"The major limitation or advantage in life is not the mind or brain it is the choice-decision-belief"
"Learning is the ability to put aside your own way of doing things in order to learn other ways of doing things and then making comparison to find the best way of doing things"
Team: The power of a team is the sum total of relevant contributions/opinions made,
considered, suggested, (noted, formatted, edited, adjusted, updated, adapted, corrected, simplified, magnified, explored, analyzed) researched, utilized and presented by the/ as a team.
“The after-effect of music is dance”
“Dance is a form of movement-pace that the sound-music-rhythm display-initiate-stimulates-sets-follows-reflects-suggests”
Original Poetry is the “description/mimicry of sounds, colors, paintings-images-pictures and nature” that creates emotions.
Poetry is the translation and transcription of things into words that depict the things transcribed and translated.
Categories:
formatted, on writing and words
Form:
select all_feelings
from the_center_of_your_heart
where my_name_rings = true;
*formatted as functioning SQL query*
Categories:
formatted, feelings, love,
Form:
Haiku
From Within
(The Minute Poem)
Knowing the height of happiness
Feeling success
So sweet and fair
And beyond rare
Looking up into the blue sky
My spirit high
With hope and light
Forever bright
With love that never shall part
It fills my heart
With calm delights
And silver nights
The Minute Poem is a rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff
Categories:
formatted, hope,
Form:
Free verse