Best Hereabout Poems
Below are the all-time best Hereabout poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of hereabout poems written by PoetrySoup members
Mystical Tides
Before me lies the ocean, with its shore,
maintaining varied limits day and night;
at times, beyond its border, reaching more
than...
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Categories:
hereabout, emotions, feelings, metaphor, ocean,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
A Football Memoryrepost inspired by Phil contest
Just like football* i am very old
so if I may be so bold
this memory I'll unfold
each day,when school was out
off to...
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Categories:
hereabout, soccer, sports,
Form:
Bio
A Football MemoryJust like football* i am very old
so if I may be so bold
this memory I'll unfold
each day,when school was out
off to a green,hereabout-
the teams often...
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Categories:
hereabout, nostalgia, sports
Form:
Verse
Snail Trails and Rat TailsMy transportive
awesome Muse
speaks of a hiking trail
for an aging snail.
My communicative
wondrous music
is dancing choreography
for an ageless bee
coming.
I ask if I might speak
with the Editor...
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Categories:
hereabout, community, health, humanity, nature,
Form:
Political Verse
Rotgut TownA coyote pack was howling as the sun crowned
Zack Waverly was weary, he'd travelled around
Zack takes up the narrative, better I found.
High noon, I rode...
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Categories:
hereabout, character, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Fires OutFire's Out
Walking through the woods one day
I met a dragon in dismay
I didn't know that they could talk
So thought I'd carry on my walk
But as...
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Categories:
hereabout, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Death In the ForestSunlight sifts through shimmering aspens
Casting ghost-like shadows on the forest floor
Camouflaging the smaller critters shyly
Skittering among the drying brown leaves
Protecting their well-hidden burrows
Sometimes I hear...
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Categories:
hereabout, animal, death, life, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Spring AwakeningThe first monarch butterfly,
Just flitted by.
Lazily drifting through stark spring sunlight,
Seeking any blooms to alight.
Daffodils cheerily glow before front fence,
Oval ridged petals in breezes wave...
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Categories:
hereabout, daffodils, flower, garden, rose,
Form:
Sonnet
Linkedin To Magithe Magi travels on the web
deftly legging at the lines
crawling around like tide and ebb
leaving gifts brushing those confines
there is wonder there, to partake
there are...
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Categories:
hereabout, caregiving, computer-internet, dedication, happiness,
Form:
Quatrain
Past Times 4A football *memory
Just like this sport I am very old
so if I may be so bold
this memory I'll unfold
each day,when school was out
off to a...
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Categories:
hereabout, nostalgia, soccer, sports,
Form:
Rhyme
Fancy ThatOrnament glosses the meaning
Metaphor displaces by dreaming
Emblems contain,then extend hereabout
So now,go figure it out....
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Categories:
hereabout, imagination, on writing and
Form:
Quatrain
Colour Me YellowWhen Spring flowers,
in woodlands hereabout
reveal themselves,
archangels shout-
Im a weasel snout.
Inspired by the pretty woodland yellow archangel(Galeobdolon luteum) in a wayside woodland
walk yesrterday in th...
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Categories:
hereabout, nature, places
Form:
Tanka
In Mind of YouWith no one hereabout
As above streetlight shone
“Hello beautiful”
Endurance rules you flout
Daintily peeping out
Flourishing with aplomb
By each gainful degree
Amid detritus flows
Purple petunia grows
If only all could...
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Categories:
hereabout, nature,
Form:
Verse
Poetry In Motion Contest SoccerA football memory
Just like football* i am very old
so if I may be so bold
this memory I'll unfold
each day,when school was out
off to a green,hereabout-
the...
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Categories:
hereabout, nostalgia, soccer,
Form:
Other
Sliding Through the HoodStale milk sky,
traffic is trawling for any surfacing light.
Rubber squeaks on the smeared blacktops.
No hills to climb in this part of town
we are flat earth
and...
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Categories:
hereabout, poetry,
Form:
Free verse