Best Iambus Poems

His skin was like loose Saran wrap
that no amount of topical
cream could smooth away its wrinkles.
His skeletal bones creaked, muffled
by an old squeaking rocking chair
he gently, rhythmically  rocked
to singsong poetry he wrote
nearly fifty odd years ago.
Each iambus spoken aloud
curiously matched his rocking:
the short syllables...

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Metre in the THIRUKKURAL: Kural 35 of Canto 4, a random example.

alukkaa ravaavekuli yinnaacchon naangku
milukkaa viyanra tharam (unrefined, given in the original state of  
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Fables are told today
Only on past golden days
Love is what we’ll make today
Loneliness will be ashamed to stay.
Oasis as longs for rain,
Wacky me to get a swain,
Iambus we long to gain
Naiad I shall play again.
Gaiety will be brought back to gain.

Tabard you will be wearing...

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To celebrate cerebration is my intent
There is no pattern, no meter needed here
No rhyme to strain for lest I swallow an iambus
Since a foot  in my mouth is not masticatable.

Convention is but a hindrance
And form is restraining
As custom is constraining
To conform is to die.

I...

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impudent wind flirts 
with snappy hats and long skirts
bell rings champagne squirts


Inspired by Lin Lane's rhymed haiku “meadow cloaked in white”. Alas, iambus turned out to be not pretty iambic)...

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With a single note it begins
That enticement so alluring
Enveloped amidst the cadence
And rhythm of a sailing vessel
Gently rocking in the calm swells
Capturing my spirit in its endless cycle
Where the iambus waves whisper me
And ardent gulf breezes enrapture
Opening my eyes after that moment
I came back to...

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