Best Percussive Poems
Below are the all-time best Percussive poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of percussive poems written by PoetrySoup members
A Kept WomanDream-worker
delves deeply into my dream;
vibrations fondle anticipation
foreplay wakes wide-eyed
swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge -
a primordial being in his prime
a masculine...
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Categories:
percussive, allegory, betrayal, fate, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
Kind of BlueKind of Blue…
Slinking into a still hue of blues
Haunting trumpets dart in and out
Like taxi horns in freeloading traffic
And cling like silk onto full...
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Categories:
percussive, blue, music,
Form:
Free verse
ReverberationsReverberations
Moist, heavy air settled upon my skin
tauntingly teasing undulating hair.
Reaching out I clutch at the mocking wind
as its fading coolness flees into cloud
my tongue tasting...
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Categories:
percussive, silence, storm,
Form:
Blank verse
The Battle I CraveIn the box with overpowered silence
Dripping with sweaty tension
Wanting glory…fearing three
Those eyes precise measured quarry
Javelin of Ash loaded at the ready
Stilly prepared…ironed gripping
White pale streak...
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Categories:
percussive, devotion, happiness, introspection, sports,
Form:
Free verse
XylophoneXanadu may exude such percussive bliss
Youthful romps and a coy stolen kiss
Lightly tapping in jaunty melifulous splendor
Orpheus muse prances playfully tender
Pounding with swift light jazzy...
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Categories:
percussive, music,
Form:
Acrostic
DecayedAge is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. George MacDonald
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In...
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Categories:
percussive, analogy, angst, bereavement, care,
Form:
Rubaiyat
Marching Band"Marching Band"
Dapper dilettantes take over one hundred yards
Showing their feathers like a cockatoo on pointy shakos
Displaying their talents on grass they are anything...
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Categories:
percussive, social, time, love, time,
Form:
Free verse
He Is Music,Music Is HimConfidence,a radiant aura that defines him
Even whilst holding dear Jes playing a tune on a whim
It exudes and transcends his playing flaws until-...
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Categories:
percussive, dedication, music, sound, love,
Form:
Cinquain
AdieuAlready the leaves are staining red,
Blood, too thin, seeps through taut skin,
Capillaries weak walled and weeping;
Dying Summer bows proud head,
Emptied of green glory;
Filled, fiery cauldrons...
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Categories:
percussive, beauty, bereavement, death, summer,
Form:
Abecedarian
Occlusal PerusalI went to heaven before my time,
In dentist’s chair through sky did climb,
And in his goodness, verve and youth
The dentist took dull pain from tooth
And...
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Categories:
percussive, humor, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Dances of Vibrating RitualsNo Exit
musicians hide behind scarring sounds
beyond madness
beyond folly
beyond Somewhere Everywhere
dance with delirious determination
through fragments of melodious folly
dissonant dulcimers declare
repetitive chords
within punctuated digital drones
repetitive beyond...
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Categories:
percussive, dark, humorous, music, surreal,
Form:
Free verse
War Memorial: Youthful Eyes, Elder's VisionYoung generation ardor from sculpted hero borrows
Older generation, torpor to graft peaceful tomorrows
Can young eyes through steely sheath glimpse marrow
O'er from dried paint, the blood...
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Categories:
percussive, age, angst, career, ,
Form:
Rhyme
The MusicI close my eyes to all the despair and worldly strife...
I sit and rock in my little rocking chair; ear buds tightly inserted like a...
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Categories:
percussive, music, time,
Form:
Free verse
PowerBlack diamond, fools gold,
overpriced and undersold.
Falling vices, rising prices,
and all the things that we are told.
Percussive concussion, concussive percussion,
endless discussion.
A round of applause for...
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Categories:
percussive, power,
Form:
I do not know?
Do Not Listen, Part Iii(The final part of my serial "Do Not Listen" poem. I had written this months ago, but hadn't felt confident about posting it--until now and...
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Categories:
percussive, childhood, dark, happiness, lost,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue