Best Rime Poems

(In a churchyard in Northern Ireland)


Through the broken and barren trees
Winter exhales its coldest breeze
From the wintry breath of northern seas
That can chill the warmest soul.

Thus in the churchyard by the sea
Nigh one broken and barren tree
Lies cold a soul once warm to me
Beneath the...

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Alone, alone, all, all alone
Alone on a wide wide sea!
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony.
—Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Rime and Reason I Shall Not

Rime and reason I shall not wonder about,
but the wonders of the sea and...

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faith is never blind
faith's someone to trust
             & to find -...

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If roses alabaster white e'er deign
To cast in crystal eyes one purposed song,
Dare tenderly to grasp the bluest vein
O, golden tears, a reddened heart ere long.
For blown, a wind of breath, whisked far along
Does shimmer in all time stood silent--still,
And by the lunar light, a...

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" Mom's Rime "

Sailing across an ocean deep...
those colours so all a'glitter~
I've found time is mine all away...
if I so choose to fritter~

Thus now does tedium seep...
of task so many and long~
'Tis plentiful then this time I fancy...
with which to think in song~

Rime becomes such...

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IDE like 2 live , in a luner coloney .

Wair all us aytheist hockey players can live in liberty .

Away from all the dirtey talkers like Richard Pryor .

& away from people hoo are addicted 2 the kwyir !

People hoo cover thair burgers with cooked...

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" Rime of the Ridiculous Mariner "

{warbled to the Merry Tune: Jingle Bells!}

Jingle Bells & Flyin' Hulls
All sheets in so tight~
Yikes Ahoy! There's the ploy!
Sail right through this night!

Run downwind beat to weather
fall off as ye wish~
Set your mizzen up yer main
tops'ls catch all flyin'...

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What's the worst that could happen to us,
don't count getting hit by a bus.
I feel so drunk that I fell off the sub.
I am not the same.
So mad I set fire to the pub.
You are never to blame....

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There was a naughty boy
And a naughty boy was he
For nothing would he do
but scribble poetry:

he took up his pen
again&again

with never a doubt
inside his head
ideas did shout

Why was this so
No-one did know
For like Topsy
they just seemed to grow!...

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Night's light is broken, and my silhouette
must trust the moon to free itself, reveal
my life—my loving him with no regret.
The edges of my face do not conceal
my feelings. They support a smile as real
as yesterday's hope. I think Shakespeare suffered
as I have suffered. I, at...

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A poet was rhyming an ode
Driving his car down the road
He became so engrossed
That his car hit a post
And his trousers became a commode

So from that day on our sweet poet
Swore on his word that he'd stow it
avoiding such deep concentration
Before he'd become so unravelled
Or...

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IN RIME OR ELSE IN CADENCE
The musical rhythm of vers libre
a sequence of concepts and propositions,
a record of impressions clothed in beauty.
Instinct over thought,independent of
form,prose with cadence lyrical expression.
A harmonic flow of nuances the length
and breadth of Verse, in rime or else
cadence where emotions are...

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The picturesque white haired landscape                                        ...

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Tasteless and faceless girl,

she wonder and wonder around the world,

the way she smell it make me earl,

but still she's gentle, I give her a twirl.

like an angel in the mist, I give her a kiss.

I remember the days I just could not miss. This lady...

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Rime, a crunchy, rough, as it glows prime snow
On the surface of all that snow, like a white cameo
Popcorn or Styrofoam plastered at zero below
Rippled from the nemesis cold wind, frozen curling  overflow
Onto naked trees and all, when it comes, Rime it does grow
On...

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