Best In For A Penny In For A Pound Poems
From the Saddest Depths of Bitter DespairFrom The Saddest Depths Of Bitter Despair
Within this heart love born
once beloved now scorn
fills each little crevice
life seems out of service
bitter cold turns the wind
dark sets its pains to send
Alas! Loneliness reaps
broken shards into heaps
while moonlight will not shine
on these blues I now dine
and the...
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in for a penny in for a pound, art,
Form:
Rhyme
BaksheeshIn for a penny, in for a pound
money makes the world go round.
“Baksheesh, pretty lady, Cleopatra eyes?”
foreign intrigue in a bantering guise.
“What do you want, My Queen?”
“Just for you, right here, behind the screen.”
One dollar, five pounds, the world goes round
in for a penny, in...
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in for a penny in for a pound, adventure, allegory, education, life,
Form:
Couplet
Eliots FriendYou’ve got a lark on the brain
I’ve got a ghost in mine
Shape of the shadows of things to come
Half started is only half begun
In the distance I hear a violin
Loosely based on ragged knee
Shades of grey floating free
Insipid dreams are following me
Took the tragic risk
Death...
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in for a penny in for a pound, death,
Form:
Lyric
There In the Fast Fading Shadows of Looming DuskThere In The Fast Fading Shadows Of Looming Dusk
There in the fast fading shadows of looming dusk
emptiness sighing as space in an empty husk
broken only by the dark whispering of Fate
and swirls of wind playing savage tunes of- "too late",
Dare I, to enter through its...
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in for a penny in for a pound, art, creation, deep, life,
Form:
Rhyme
You Don'T SayMy nose is itchin', company's comin'.
Land sakes alive, as I live and breathe,
haven't seen you in a Coon's age.
Lookin' fat and sassy.
We're fair to middlin', barely gittin' by.
Livin' hand t'mouth, kids drivin' us up th'wall.
Uncle Sam bleedin' us dry. How're y'all farin'?
I'm on the skids,...
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Categories:
in for a penny in for a pound, courage, humor,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Salvage
"Salvage"
Salvage the fixating salvation
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming
the ladder from the deep of all things
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping
dissolved differences, tight discrepancies peppering the salt stings
something honest and...
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Categories:
in for a penny in for a pound, muse, paradise, poets,
Form:
Romanticism
Is It Worth ItDylan Thomas. Silvia Plath and Edgar Allen Poe These are names That we all know Fought their demons All their lifes A pen in their...
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in for a penny in for a pound, inspirational,
Form:
There In Shimmering Rays of Golden LightThere In Shimmering Rays Of Golden Light
There in shimmering rays of golden light
angel divided deep dark from dark night.
With flash of sword, eternal truth of God
light penetrated all stones, seas and sod.
Violet scented air was born anew
fairer winds swiftly swirled hope bold and true
Dawn burst,...
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Categories:
in for a penny in for a pound, art, betrayal, creation, earth,
Form:
Sonnet
Rat On a WheelI am sure by now a smart fella such as yourself
Has figured it out by now
So tell me how does it feel?
To be just another rat spinning the wheel
Round and round in for a penny in for a pound
We want away our daily grind
Only...
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Categories:
in for a penny in for a pound, life,
Form:
Free verse
Hostslipping in it finds a host
taking over spirit and soul
coursing quickly through the veins
overpowering heart and brain
oh, the foolish things we do
when love gets a hold of you
you can't eat and you can't sleep
over your head, in way to deep
waiting, wondering, when they'll call
maybe later...
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in for a penny in for a pound, love,
Form:
Classicism
Momma SaidLand sakes alive what you been into child.
The sun is hot but the wind is mild.
My nose itches,
Someone’s coming with a hole in their britches.
Haven’t seen you in a coon’s age.
A hooting and hollering like an injun’s raid.
I’m fair ta middlin’can’t complain too much.
Barely...
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Categories:
in for a penny in for a pound, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme