Best Premature Poems
Below are the all-time best Premature poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of premature poems written by PoetrySoup members
Premature AgingpReMaTuRe AgInG
an older woman and a younger man
are a trix in between
because as his love blooms
he sees himself aging.
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penned on august 31, 2014!...
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Categories:
premature, age, angst, bereavement, body,
Form:
Chastushka
Wounded Souls of An Artistic KindHer brush strokes sorrow upon her canvas,
as oils drip with sadness.
He captures images of silent spirits,
drifting in blackness.
In her black and white world,...
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Categories:
premature, angst, art, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
Stars of ClarityClarity, clarity, surely clarity is the most beautiful thing in the world, A limited, limiting clarity I have not and never did have any motive...
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Categories:
premature, analogy, perspective, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
Zephyr
Some express their pain,
some sacrifice it for others,
only poets turn it into poetry - (my quote)
Only poets can turn words into poems,
so those who are...
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Categories:
premature, analogy, loneliness, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Recollections of a Condemned Man - Collaboration With Robert Lindley178 months, 129940 hours,
now only 10 minutes remain.
Sitting in cold eerie darkness,
he observes the rhythm of water drops,
slowly wipes away streams of sweat
with his withered...
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Categories:
premature, death,
Form:
Free verse
Thy Wondrous Life Was As a Butterfly's Brief Stay, Poets Tribute Series, Third Poet, John Keats ,Thy Wondrous Life Was As A Butterfly's Brief Stay,
Poets Tribute Series, third poet, John Keats
Poet, where flows tears for thy premature demise
tragic death...
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Categories:
premature, appreciation, art, dedication, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
Oblivion“I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.”
Chuck Palahniuk
Is there such a metaphor as...
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Categories:
premature, abuse, angst, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Lyrical AcrolectP o e t r y fills my heart
with lyrical acrolect:
slowly swaying
my fingers
to outstanding octaves,
through
ecstatic
...
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Categories:
premature, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
NevermoreI write of a man named Edgar Allan Poe,
Whose dark, tortured soul could not rest,
His work is something every poet should know,
These stories are among...
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Categories:
premature, horror, poetry, tribute, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Gardens of LifeIn reality we are all gardeners,
wandering through the gardens of life
gently placing our seeds
into the mouth of the Earth.
Drifting through seasons,
anticipating the first glimpse...
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Categories:
premature, analogy, philosophy, psychological,
Form:
Free verse
MommyMOMMY
OF WHAT ARE WE MADE INSIDE US
Well my dear Ruth
We are made up of protons,
And Neutrons,
And of course Atoms,
And Molecules.
But isn’t this conversation
A little premature
For...
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Categories:
premature, girl, god, heaven,
Form:
Free verse
Bad PoemOne day I delivered a poem
one that seemed to be premature
so I swaddled her up
and set her aside
to grow 'til I felt reassured
How she yowled...
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Categories:
premature, humor, humorous, silly, word
Form:
Rhyme
Misplaced In Maroon MistsI’m feral like a fox
misplaced in the
maroon mists
of wilderness,
only found in
woeful woodland.
My skin is blanketed
in crimson balmy
hyacinth feathers
from a
forsaken rainforest.
Misguided...
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Categories:
premature, confidence, courage, inspirational, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Enticing Flowers and Heartsthat first peep of the crocus
breaking through frozen earth
longer hours of sunlight
bulbs drawn by brief sensations of warmth
like hearts that had lingered in frozen graves
waiting...
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Categories:
premature, love, nature, seasons
Form:
Free verse
My Fifty Years In a Nut ShellI was born fifty years ago on April 10th 1964
Looking back through the years I began to explore
My mama said when it was time for...
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Categories:
premature, family, life, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme