Best Precision Poems

The Double Rhyme Sonnet is a sonnet that rhymes not only the end of the lines but also the front part (metrically)! Of course, I...

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Mind Dance

I hear you calling me
I feel you on the wind
Playing with my hair
Grazing my cheek
With kiss’s shadow

Upon your distant shores
Perched on craggy rocks
Upon sunlit...

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--Virginia Slim--

Different eyes, the same world 
Ancient skin, dirty Indian Girl 
Smokey, eyes, exotic raven hair 
---Now listen to  the colors, of transformation, 
On...

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In all her glory, dawn has burst forth,

With a slight glow of early morning brightness

I sit in the bower, listening to birds in concert

And admire...

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In the land of finite, measurable calculus of existence,
You are a silhouette of mystique, esoteric obscurity,
A symbol ambiguous, living among realm of precision, 
Unreachable to...

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"The Ballad of The Poet Destroyer"

Destroyer, and creator of words
Flying high on the wings of a bird
Drowning every inch, by foes and friends
Where has she...

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She's dressed in freshly laundered scrubs,
a floral top and pants pale blue.
There for a moment to hand me a gown,
and tell me what to do.

As...

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(The Merry Adventures of Robin Good)

Sherwood's Forest legendary, leading man 
up, down, tricking eggs between branches
slender, slander, his voice is growing thinner
twisting, turning heads 50...

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Look as far and as wide as you can, my friend, 
Turn your eyes towards the sky and try to pierce infinity-
This vast unknown- 
Ponder...

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He was a tall muscular man, dark-
haired and in the prime of his life.
In horror I watched him stumble and 
fall back, face up onto...

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A Tree

I’m a tree lining a country road
Along with hundreds of other
Trees in the direction of a verdant
Forest—full of scenic wonder and 
Teaming with life.

All...

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Carpentry
It’s the first nail 
That hurts,  the sharpness
That pierces right through the  framed  constructs
Of our wooden fears
 With
 unrelenting precision 
As if...

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you ... are the paramour of right angles
the square of a square - complete, quite aware
how two must adore you
for all it sees is itself,...

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L iving 
I n
F ear
E verywhere

Just as we live and just as we die 
We laugh, kill and crucify
We are no more our brothers than...

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The Holy Dust of Creation’s Seed Sown

Born from this ancient dust of creation's seed sown now so true,
Whilst sparkling inside a mystical divine light on...

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