Best Rondeau Redouble Poems

It's good to know this poem I can write.
A Rondeau Redouble I vowed to do.
With trying out this form, I’ll show no fright.
Let’s see how well with this form I get through.

The trick here is to use rhymes that are glue
so that the thoughts from...

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A place in the sun, it's there I want to run. . .
Orange and yellow palette brush my face,
they dry my wells of fears and so I won,
I-- slowly flower from God's skirt of grace.

Unfailing is His love shown sweet to His face,
I eagerly crave...

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From high above the mighty eagles soar
and gaze with teary eyes upon the land;
a proud and peaceful nation thrived, before 
the bombs began to fall with czar’s command.

Their saddened eyes see blood upon the sand
as innocence lay scattered on the shore;
they’re witnessing the slaughter now...

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It came and passed, and not a word was spoken
     as trills sang sweet from the tongue of the sparrow.
          Indifference now, our love was but a token,
    ...

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When the rain comes in blunt despair
With swords of Thor's thunderous wield
The clouds drape darkness everywhere
As light surrendered, as hope kneeled

Where desolated gloom revealed
A drab landscape that once was fair
Limbs barren in deserted fields
When the rain comes in blunt despair

Drowning sunsets in silver flares
Tomorrow's rainbows...

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Love Is Our Prize

Love is our prize, for we are true,
Thus beats my heart, so claim your eyes,
When in unison two souls coo
As night romantic blushes skies.

How stars twinkle, moon glistens highs,
When Venus grins, charming our view,
While she affirms, as passions rise;
Love is our prize,...

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Some folks smile when I say I’m a writer
Some smirk, suggesting I should get a job
My stories and poems make our days brighter
Fantasy often, and, occasionally macabre.

Some of my poems make your heart throb
They may elicit laughter when I am lighter,
Friends enjoy going out with...

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Yes, love the salty ocean rocky shore,
and gaze at endless blue waves in motion;
with a restless and merciless loud roar,
I adore the wild salty ocean shore.

Waves crashing upon rocks with emotion,
all its foamy frothy saltiness pour;
with birds calling for a great commotion,
yes, love the...

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Bagels and baguettes
Bap or fried bake,
The fruits of the flour
are easy to make

Chollah, chapatti, 
Cinnamon bun.
These global delights,
make eating such fun.

Filled with Caribbean sweet meat
like Guava jam,
Scottish smoked salmon; 
Or Danish roast ham.

Add a fresh fruit salad,
Some sparkling wine,
A candle, red roses and  
you’re...

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Death is but life and life is death, I wonder,
Where does the spirit go when it's released?
Many beliefs have a different thought,
The body is just breathing that has ceased.

We wonder how many years we have left,
We live them like there is no tomorrow,
We dance in...

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The sails are raised upon the ship "Unknown,"
to travel slowly on life's seven seas.
I look upon such things as I am shown,
in hopes to solve life's little mysteries.

I now am sailing with a gentle breeze-
to learn of what I can until I'm grown;
so I can...

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I'll be thinking of you as the cloak of night weeps lullabies to the waiting moon,
where morning star through cloudless sky sips the sweet of morning dew,
still, if the light should forget to shine, the beauty of you time can not impugn
as in my mind,...

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This lapse shed showers of sorrows
Piercing my diamond heart with its arrows
And as it breaks within my grasp furrows
It paints little hells on my minds marrows

Oh! Pretty maiden so dark and comely
Exhuming my youthful passion spontaneously
With infectious smiles and extorted kisses
Your seduction breaks honest promises

There...

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As dawn softly stirs, wistful musings touch my mind.
A balmy morning mist is silently drifting on the air.
It's as though I've left the wretched world behind.
All I'm able to hear are songbirds singing with flair.

Gratefully, I offer thanks in an early morning prayer.
At the cusp...

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In a tossing and turning night, to wake up I forgot
Never slipping from a series of perpetual dream
A strange situation over and again, escape I could not
In the fabric of this woolgather, I couldn’t tear the seam

A speech in front of hundreds, I yearned to...

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