Best Meter Poems

I have a friend I’ve never met.
She lives real far away and yet,
For her I have a great affection;
There’s an absolute connection.

If I passed her on the street,
We likely wouldn’t get to meet
For how she looks, I have no clue;
Her avatar will have to do.

And...

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Today I feel iambic! I would say
of all the meters, I like it the best.
An iamb starts with some soft sound to say
then ev'ry second syllable is stressed.

Trochees likewise, alternate their stresses;
even-numbered syllables are muted. 
Nowhere near as popular (my guess is) -
Trochee fans, though,...

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Form: swap quatrain/senyru utilised for experimental haibun
Inspired by a photograph from the performance piece: "To Add One Meter to an Anonymous Mountain" by Zhang Huan

"Beyond the mountain, there are mountains" 
Traditional Chinese Proverb

stop and analyse, don't linger without moving 
contemplation of a moment can be...

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If my meter were sweeter could I be the star of the show
I struggle with getting it right – I know I’ve a long way to go
I sound out the syllables but where is the stress
Apart from in my brain  - oh I make...

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Iamb, Trochee, Spondee, Pyrrhic. Do those words have meaning for you? If not, you may find it handy as a poet to learn how to employ at least a few of them. They are names for the most common of the two-syllable feet used in...

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A street meter thief, Peter Jeter
Would saw off the head of one meter,
Take it home in his sack,
Keep the coins, bring it back, 
Which was pointless by that time, of course, having
   completely destroyed the meter.

Written 27 Feb 2022...

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MORE THAN A SIGNIFICANT OTHER - IAMBIC METER!

“Come live / with me / and be / my love.”

I ask of you this because you are my ultimate desire.
I refuse to hide it when you see it in my eyes.
My mind is in a dreamlike state...

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MOTHER NATURE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mother nature, dying!
I wish I was lying!
Pollution is killing, believe!
Both flora and fauna!
Sad, both will be gonna!
Unless we help nature succeed.

Recycle, yes, helpful.
Nature would be grateful,
if we started today; yes, please!
Governments must help too,
let us make sure they do!
We must make sure they don't...

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ancient redwood gleams
softly through the mists of time…
mayfly flitters by

-08 Jun 2014-

Average Lifespan:
Redwood Tree - 600 years
Mayfly - 1 day...

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The poem that beats and rhymes 
must flow with rhythmic time 
to the cadence and to the chimes 
of ev'ry line right on the dime.

The poem that beats and flows 
must move with perfect meter  
to the feet of highs and lows 
just right...

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In four and sixty syllables
He strains to squeeze some thoughts profound
Into unyielding manacles
Of 8x8 form, tightly-bound.
He seeks to hand-pick words that sound
Unforced by metric obstacles
That sing and sensibly expound -
In short, do verbal miracles!...

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Cadence

Nature dances in the cadence of grace
In hypnotic snows descending
Or raindrops steady patter
In symphonies of metered tides
That match the rhythmic heartbeat
Drawing spindrift of the heart into fusion.

Grace never slumbers in hibernation,
Nor does the pulse of consecrated mercy sleep
Abiding in the orbit of the seasons
Harmonic vibrations...

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An Obscenity Trial
by Michael R. Burch
 
The defendant was a poet held in many iron restraints
against whom several critics cited numerous complaints.
They accused him of trying to reach the "common crowd,"
and they said his poems incited recitals far too loud.
 
The prosecutor alleged himself most...

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Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the clapboard slap of tide,
the clockwork shock of wave on rock,
the motion creation stirs within?

Originally published by The Lyric. Keywords/Tags: poetry,...

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Sonnets XC-XCVII

Artificial Smile
by Michael R. Burch

I’m waiting for my artificial teeth
to stretch belief, to hollow out the cob
of zealous righteousness, to grasp life’s stub
between clenched molars, and yank out the grief.

Mine must be art-official?zenlike Art?
a disembodied, white-enameled grin
of Cheshire manufacture. Part by part,
the human smile...

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