Best Strewed Poems
WHO WAS SHE...
WHO WAS SHE
I intuited the radiance before
I even laid eyes on her
Moving with a self-assured poise
that came from deep within
was a quintessence of a woman
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Categories:
strewed, romance, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
Dagger of Love...I may not always write about you,
About the way your energy,
Caresses my spine,
And sends jolts of electrity,
Racing through my body,
Exploding each cell like fireworks.
I may not write about,
......
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Categories:
strewed, angst, beauty, betrayal, change,
Form:
Free verse
Buried Flowers...Cold snow covered all tombs and lanes,
Still he strewed the coffin with sprays
of flowers, to lessen his pains.
He uttered a few words of praise.
But snow showers
Buried flowers.
He recited p......
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Categories:
strewed, flower, funeral, snow,
Form:
Rhyme
Unbearable Beauty In Black...Bells summoned as they tolled the sad departure
Of my poor mother’s sudden demise.
I led the short funeral procession
Towards her eternal resting sepulchre.
Before her black ebony casket was cl......
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Categories:
strewed, death, mother,
Form:
Free verse
The Symphony of Me...This is the story of my life,
So filled with joys and strife;
This is the story of my days--
Through countless doorways!
This is the story of my dream--
And of my shimmering moonbeam.
This is......
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Categories:
strewed, history, joy, life, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Poetless...Blank pages strewed high on my desk in pain,
For now, I heard the squelch of death again,
It had echoed from my emptied inkwells,
As dying words crept from a mind that quells,
Pilfered hands sc......
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Categories:
strewed, allegory, analogy, fate, lost,
Form:
Rhyme
Hurricane...Hurricane
By Edmund Siejka
There were warnings of a hurricane
People had been through this before
They knew what to do
Why some of the houses on the water were worth over a million doll......
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Categories:
strewed, life,
Form:
Narrative
Ode On the Clan's Iroko Tree...(for: them who are ever there!)
these branches and roots
that cord to the grave ancients
should be free from man’s swords!
both oracle and priest held for days …
I
Your voice speaks in the......
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Categories:
strewed, nostalgiavoice, voice,
Form:
Free verse
Ama: the Song of the Jungle...Ama you are a father
Father my father
Whose basket of fishes
Sweetened my mother’s dishes
Whose naked feet danced
The jungle drum you drummed.
I remember
Father I still remember
Those joyo......
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Categories:
strewed, nostalgiafather, father, universe,
Form:
Outside of the City...Outside of the city where the pomegranates grow,
With large citrus orchards perfuming the air,
I met my true love on a blossom strewed pathway.
My heart gave a leap when I saw him draw near.
He h......
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Categories:
strewed, kiss, love,
Form:
Lyric
Goodbye, August!...This August has gone away
like our childhood –
calmly and almost by chance.
The sky had too many stars
and strewed the earth with them.
I stretched my hands to them,
I tried to cat......
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Categories:
strewed, song-august,
Form:
Lyric
In the Dream Of...she is so far
speaking without hearing
and he passes between the days
of life
in the tremolos semi shadows
dreams her
but she is leafing through
another book
strewed with hieroglyphs
she wan......
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Categories:
strewed, love
Form:
Free verse
Magic Tree...The Magic Almond Tree
And now it is time
For the ugly almond tree to blossom
And be a bride of spring
And how beautiful she is
Amongst dowdy olive trees that may
Have cornered the culinary ......
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Categories:
strewed, appreciation, art, beauty,
Form:
Blank verse
A Wandering Boy With a Song In His Pocket - Part Ii...A Wandering Boy with a Song in His Pocket
Arabic Poem by: Salman Dawood Mohammed
Translated into English by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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Just like the wind
I dr......
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Categories:
strewed,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Shopping Cart Injustice...This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the bui......
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Categories:
strewed, environment, history,
Form:
Free verse