Best Imageries Poems

As words escaped constricted passage
of time from eons of layered myths,
legends of demi-gods thus linked,
in glowing rendition, with whisk on hand
the Orator with staff, sang the Eel to slumber.

As words from parched lips of orchids, flowed
dispersing sweet juices germinating dense spheres
of time in which history...

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Oh, my dear honorable poet!
Words recess when I write about you
 For, they start loving you

You were a sincere lover,
   when you wrote about love;
You were a lovable mother,
    when you wrote about a child;
You were a faithful leaf,
 ...

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Dear fellow poets – the young and the young once,

Modern poetry to me is “today’s poetry.” It presents poetry from the hearts of current writers using their own unique styles, which are influenced and inspired by other poets – both of yesteryears and now; that...

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I need you
just because
my life seems
full when you’re
around
My days are
filled with light,
your image owns
my nights

My life is
full, more like
complete, for you
have filled my
void
My empty pain
replaced,
You’ve filled that
empty space

I think about you
just because
you flood my
thoughts with 
joy
I think about
your face,
Your eyes, your
smile, your grace

These imageries
and thoughts...

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The Kente Rug

Yet not time for me to say, say mine of thoughts
Another rug has been dump into the mud of our thoughts
Never to find a stint of a possible usage
Now this age has caught up with a heap of disgrace upon it
Useless, useless, useful...

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Weaving Forms

Abc, Abecedarian, acrostic, alliteration alexandrine
  Salaam, sehraa senyru, sestina, sijo, shape, sonnet
      The list of forms of writing poesy is hopelessly endless
           O angels of all these poetic...

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Gold or gladiolus or golden sapphire fine;
Delighted, even if I divine light define;
If, like an orange, the details I do not peel,
Will my rhyme-lyric like an angelus-bell, peal?

Like a disciplined mother rearing her infant,
Timely sleeping, rising, nourishing comprehend;
Shaping each brick of my creation if I...

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Sharpening the cells in cerebrum and cerebellum 
Through meditation, arts, knowledge and strategy
With emotion, motion of sad and happy persons 
From the history up to date and the moving pages 
Writers write, artists art in front of the open universe,

The mysterious nature focuses the light...

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Edacious dreams were left to die,
but hunger doesn't fade away.
Sweet longings that pervade each day,
reminding that our hearts don’t lie.

The brilliance of the imageries
(not fading in intensity)
press to my thoughts deliciously -
rose-colored tinted memories. 

Those dreams were never meant to be,
I fight their lure ferociously.
But...

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- Contest Entry -


There can be only one in my mind,
Impressing my every thought into the service of your image,
I experience your beauty a thousand times a day even when you’re absent from me,
I can conjure no other, my bladed mind full with focus, cuts...

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It was a stolen date on a late winter evening

Placing rosy dots on her cheek with a hug

A secret told to the senses instead to ears

Then found the right place for the kisses,



Kisses stamped one after the other like tears.

The real ones that I could...

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I write to tell you of my life
But you compare meanings with dictionaries
And understand words
Think of this poem like a lover's fight
You told me if we quarrel I must not leave the bed
So I take it I must wrestle you until you yield
If you only...

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La Historia-101, 2011
Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez

Imagine, I cannot
To feel their lost
Longing for the return home
Rejoicing behind closed doors
Criminal act
Propagate servitude with miserable pay
Runaway between breaths
Hunted 
Capture, captive
Criminal act
Rape once again, over again
White women turned the other way
Power instilled by any means necessary
Emancipated January first 1863

Imagine,...

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As fishes wriggling

The entirety of their slippery bodies

In vast oceans, lost in the glory of waters


Instincts meander

Their way through to the mind

In a pool of imagined Sensuality

With wanton desires


A longing for the temporal

Poignantly stands erect

In the throne-room of man's emotions

Motioning with a seemingly motionless demeanor


Unfulfilled...

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( after Achebe's  remembrance)

We opened our book of remembrance with a
Blissful kola nut from Ogidi,then poured libation
On that same ground that once held our eyes of unity. 
Your photograph is that which hung on the wall 
of my heart parted by walls of your...

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