Best Framing Poems
Framing PicturesPoetry is my photographer's way of taking a picture,
my way of capturing the moments our hearts envelope
and need to express. It's a snap shot
of the before, in between and after seen now...
NOW, RIGHT NOW!...
...What - I - felt,
What - she- thinks,
What - he - will...
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Categories:
framing, on work and working,
Form:
Free verse
Framing Moments PastHazy pictures were displayed
Old oaken frames contained them
Hanging slight off kilter right
The walls littered like leaves in autumn lawns
Grandma keeps glimpses of every leaf pile we made
Remember that Day? Indepence Day, we think...
Smiled postures, sincere familial moment
Each recounting the tales we told...
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Categories:
framing, family, funny, nostalgiaeaster, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Framing the Pin-Up GirlFRAMING THE PIN-UP GIRL
His hands, they frame and catch, the pin-up girl.
Tanned hands, they're hot - he drops his sweaty palms.
Her lips - plum succulence. Hair’s suavely curl ~
a brilliant cinnamon. He has some qualms.
Approaches...
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Categories:
framing, romance,
Form:
Rhyme
A Brushstroke Choreographing Dramatic Elegy Framing Harmonic Gavotte Up Todayspecified such so as to issue a rhyme,
but proceed as this scribe
doth git linkedin with the cutting crew
yet not the least whirlwind will offset
my b52 Hair style,
or hirsute shellacked...
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Categories:
framing, anxiety, games, hair, happiness,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
Framing Godless Humble IdeologyAtheistic beneficent credo,
dogmatically evokes fundamental
gnostic humanistic invocations,
joyously kickstarting literary
métier, native oeuvre
pulsating quintessentially,
rudimentary schema
traversing utilitarian vectors,
winsomely xing yore zen.
* * * * * * ...
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Categories:
framing, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
Categories:
framing, imagery, imagination, morning, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Framing OrdinaryBy the bedside standing, half forgotten,
familiar shapes to soothe the eye.
Images to christen every morning,
a picture to watch me as sleeping I lie....
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Categories:
framing,
Form:
Quatrain
A Brushstroke Choreographing Dramatic Elegy Framing Harmonic Gavotte All Up Yesterdaygreat mind over matter to set brainy bedlam
in an organized queue
so while attention of your
might be moderately rapt, this rue
stirring, hen pecked spouse
best stop digitally squawking sew
the ethereal essence can beak comb
...
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Categories:
framing, adventure, art, character, dedication,
Form:
Free verse
Framing of Windowframing of window
with external quietude
bright sound and verbose
figment of interloper
who discloses fancied facts
...
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Categories:
framing, imagery, metaphor,
Form:
Tanka
Framing TimeTime is fast,
Time is slow,
But we all must take a specific route,
But holding back, from all the Doubt,
That we may have in our heads,
Say your prayers, before you lay down and goto bed,
Sometimes, it may seem that He isn't real,
All I can say is...
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Categories:
framing, upliftingmay,
Form:
Framing the Casegargoyles and ginseng
ukeleles and eucharists
poinsettias and pancreases
Thracians and Thermopylaes
all of the above, some of the above
one of the above, none of the above ~
everything, something, one thing,...
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Categories:
framing, inspiration, motivation, truth, universe,
Form:
Alliteration
A brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotteA brushstroke choreographing dramatic elegy framing harmonic gavotte
specified such so as to issue a rhyme,
but proceeded as this scribe
didst git linkedin with the cutting crew,
mow or less feeling grassy us,
yet not the least whirlwind will offset
my b52 coiffed Hair style,
or...
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Categories:
framing, 12th grade, beautiful, celebration,
Form:
Rhyme
Framing the PicturesFraming the pictures
I’ve never seen these faces
They used to be familiar
But now they are but a memory
Where did the time go?
I thought I knew you
I thought you knew me
But my soul has ruptured
My time has come
I have nothing left
But broken glass
And fleeting spirits...
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Categories:
framing, introspection, loss, lost love,
Form: