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Best Handed Poems

Below are the all-time best Handed poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of handed poems written by PoetrySoup members


Premium Member Hands
With all the time on my hands, I gave my hands one job.
 My Hands   -The Artist-

My hands paint everything in my life
they...

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Categories: handed, anxiety, beautiful, beauty, birthday,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member A Tulip Grows Under An Evergreen - Inspired By the Poets At Poetrysoup
A
fine
Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities 
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a 
few forests. A ruby red swirls within 
its petals beckons awareness of those...

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Categories: handed, beautiful, beauty, earth, light,
Form: Shape
Premium Member Thinking Out Loud
~writer's notes~

i think out loud
from my fingers to a keyboard 
so forgive me if my speak
is somewhat long winded
if it has swirls and curls
this is...

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Categories: handed, angel, beauty, love,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Premium Member Midnight Poet
Whisper's of October  

Whispers in this soup bowl
20 minutes after its muse explodes,
Daylight remains nothing more than a dream 
Warding off the howling sound...

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Categories: handed, addiction, character, devotion, identity,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member No Such Thing As Forever
We all arrive alone naked and vulnerable,
crying our eyes out, not knowing -
this is the first day of the rest of our life.
I guess the...

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© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: handed, analogy, death, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Hidden Treasures

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Categories: handed, art,
Form: Shape
Premium Member American Indian, Nightshades, Moonshadows and Howling Wolf
American Indian, Nightshades, Moonshadows And Howling Wolf

Thirsty for red moon, its sacred beams and eternal pull
howling-out to speak to this dark and blind world, without...

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Categories: handed, art, conflict, death, history,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Walk Tall
I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I...

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Categories: handed, america, death, drink, drug,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member The Missionary and the Bum
There once was a bum. He was the neighborhood drunk. He had an unkempt demeanor. His salt and pepper hair had not been washed in...

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© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: handed, faith, friendship, love,
Form: Prose
Premium Member Sophie
Sophie Scholl was raised a Christian in a Lutheran family
Born in the town of Forchtenberg in south west Germany
For standing defiant against evil with her...

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Categories: handed, death, girl, inspirational, rose,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member White Cane
He walked down Goverment Road West
With a white cane, in shaking hand
Wearing Stevie wonder glasses
People called him the pop bottle man

With a white cane, in...

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Categories: handed, community, history, memory,
Form: Pantoum
Premium Member India
I hear much joy in the music,
View elation in the dance
Feel happiness in the laughter,
Soulful spirit in poetic romance.

I feel love in the language
Swelling in...

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Categories: handed, appreciation, art, dance, music,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member It Was Her Poetry Seduced Me
When Thor struck his hammer
upon the flat ground on Earth
it was the pieces withstood the blow we named rock,
constructs we came to know as the...

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Categories: handed, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Simply Too Good To Be You
I guess we can struggle when we sit down to write
But use your own words - to plagiarise isn’t right
When I read a poem that’s...

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Categories: handed, poetry,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member I Slipped On a Teardrop and Landed
I slipped on a teardrop and landed in muck.
No inkling had I of my future bad luck.

The tear I had cried started out, oh, so...

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Categories: handed, friendship, life,
Form: Couplet

Book: Shattered Sighs