Best Implore Poems

I play like a girl, I hit like a girl
You say I throw like a girl, 
And when I run -- I run like a...

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Look...See how long nights are drawing in.
Dreary birdsong gradually abates -
Opaque dusk grows dim;
And just outside the creaky little garden
Gate,
Stood opposite the empty wood
Where the...

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Like the Evening Star guided ancient mariners through calm or troubled seas
Let it guide and help spread this message of Peace to the far ends...

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(this is a form called Swap Quatrain, where first
line's phrases swap in the last line of each stanza)

In shadows’ veils, at end of night,
sweet Moon...

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POTD 5th Feb 18

Dedicated to Ken, a good friend of mine who had to give up a brilliant ballet, ballroom dancing and stage career when...

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An infinite door of midnight blue;
glowing peephole that is the moon.
Dare I look before turned to dust?
Yes, dear friend, I surely must.

In the midst, a...

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POTD 29 Jan 2020

A balmy fragrance of cedar and lime lingers
A will o wisp floats by gathering dew
A mark on the page of another man’s...

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In realm of love, you are the awe of mystique~
Musings of smitten soul, passions bespeak,
When glances romantic lure enamored night
To dance of fantasies moonlit revelries...

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Intoxicate me, Autumn, I implore
you! Fall upon me amber as in times
your splendor greeted me outside my door,
enthralling me, inspiring me with rhymes.

Annoint me, Autumn,...

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My sweet child
My daughter
Be on guard
Be on guard of the man
Who plays on your heartstrings…
Not with flirtatious smile
Nor with flexed muscles
Not with devouring eyes
Nor with...

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In This Time Of Looming Dark, Look To The True Light

World is dark and racing fast into hell
grab a coin, toss it in a wishing...

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The moon is hidden out of sight
I come to you at dead of night
The latch is lifted on the door
You stand aloof as I implore
I...

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I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are...

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It's to the corner kids must sometimes go,
or to their room they're sent and kept alone.
Their freedom gone, they stare at walls and groan.
When time...

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Oh, precious one, I need you...
        Be the missing ying to my yang.
     ...

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