Best Moved Poems
Categories:
moved, growth, introspection, life, light,
Form:
Haiku
Categories:
moved, music, on writing and
Form:
Verse
The Day the Earth MovedThe moment that changed a city
The moment that changed a town
The moment that the earth did move
The moment that walls came down.
Sudden shock in the dark of night
Not expected before a coming day
Jolted from a peaceful sleep
From a nasty brutal sway.
What seemed to be eternity
Seconds...
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Categories:
moved, horror, memorial day, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Spaces .... the Earth Moved .....You flashed that smile at me .
So , how was it for you ?? ....
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Categories:
moved, love
Form:
Imagism
The Storm Has Moved On
the storm has moved on-
sky painted now with pink gauze
nestling on the hills
...
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Categories:
moved, nature,
Form:
Haiku
We Have Moved To the MountainsWe have moved to higher Grounds.
The ridge enclave in mist and cold
Sight is poor as in jackets we fold
Peering below at the stagnant pools
-Covering to brim our hoeing tools.
Ink that was too thick is diluted
Scribbling leaves with water polluted
We’ve moved to scribble on the higher...
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Categories:
moved, change, imagination, poets,
Form:
Rhyme
She Moved Upstairsour angel who sleeps so peacefully there
the foundation that supports all our lives
no momma' didn't die; she moved upstairs
hands that can play Amazing Grace with flair
a melody that will lift and suprise
our angel who sleeps so peacefully there
she bakes her cakes with a dollop of...
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Categories:
moved, mother son, remember,
Form:
Villanelle
Moved By You BabyBeen walking through this hardship world
So weary and alone
My spirit squashed,my flag unfurled
No love to call my own
Then came a time I took a chance
Threw flames into the wind
I knew at once with that first glance
This joy would never end
You gave your heart,your soul,your head
You...
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Categories:
moved, loveme, love, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Why Are We Moved To Write PoetryWhy are we moved to write poetry
To empty our souls for all to see
To find solace in sharing our pain
So that we can find peace once again?
To inspire with words of hope and care
To assure our friends, we’re always there
When you need a shoulder to...
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Categories:
moved, blessing, poetry,
Form:
Sonnet
The Devil Moved In Next DoorBait dangles as prospects lure
Attempts to whittle the façade
The devil moved in next door
Flawless exploits and flashy couture
Your coy routine makes me applaud
Bait dangles as prospects lure
Veiled summons via feral detour
My thoughts tainted, sanity flawed
The devil moved in next door
Confident acts seem...
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Categories:
moved, slam,
Form:
Villanelle
Moved By Auditory SensationsWhen things go wrong and I fall to tears
Lyrical phrases ring through my ears
It brings a smile to me ten feet wide
A passion of sounds I can’t want to hide
From the moment I rise to greet the day
My soul is moved with the music...
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Categories:
moved, music
Form:
Couplet
Guess Who MovedGuess Who Moved
When I first met my Savior
so happy it made me to be,
talking and sharing Him wherever I would go
He was always right next to me.
Then and only for a while
other things took first place in my heart,
till I recognized that I’d left...
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Categories:
moved, christian, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
I'Ve Moved OnI've moved on you can't hurt me anymore
I've moved on so go make your next score
Ive moved on I've flushed my heart clean
Hope you won't to the next victim be mean
I pity the poor thing once off guard you beguile
It has been many years...
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Categories:
moved, slam, heart, education, heart,
Form:
Rhyme
Who Moved My CheeseOut from its dark hole
Hiding in the low shadows
The rat scurries fast...
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Categories:
moved, animals, food, life, places,
Form:
Haiku
Depression a Dear John Letter I Have Moved On To Better Moving OnDepression
There is no one reason, some remain depressed.
One could be, a fear to stand before – undressed,
looking at all their natural beauty – glory repressed.
Never to see, to feel, to know reality- their story supressed.
A dear john letter ?
I have moved on to better !,...
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Categories:
moved, life,
Form:
Rhyme