Best Surging Poems
We Are Merging and SurgingWe are merging and surging, and rapidly purging.
A rich man is buying our company, and he is bringing us backers, and hackers,
Best of all a stash of great cold, hard, green cash.
We are throwing out desks, and we are throwing out chairs.
Some out...
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Categories:
surging, fun, funny, humor, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
Surging TideWhen songs rise
on the crests of the waves
we will rally our forces
prepare for joy
Music drifts in with the
tide
and brings delight in its wake
Can you...
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Categories:
surging, joy, music, song, space,
Form:
Ballad
Surging SeaHeartbreak hits inside
Thinking of all those moons
You and I shared with each other then
We were flowing on the
Crest, of a tidal wave a
Momentum, surging through our lives
Never saw the raging sea
Swelling up to swallow me
Seeing nothing here it comes again
What is wrong I ask of...
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Categories:
surging, allegory
Form:
Free verse
Surging Tide~
the heavens blush
as once more
a surging tide
makes love
to an anxious shore
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Categories:
surging, night, ocean,
Form:
Free verse
Surging AheadI pick myself up with
elevation and tempered elation.
Turn it all around
to lift spirit from the ground.
Wipe the grime soiling with
desperation within my station
to choose the path of sound
that springs up from the ground.
My engines purr with prospect
rich to burn my stitch
in time with rhyme sublime
to...
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Categories:
surging, allegory, mystery
Form:
Rhyme
Surging TideWhen songs rise
on the crests of the waves
we will rally our forces
prepare for joy
Music drifting in with the
...
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Categories:
surging, music, sound, music, sound,
Form:
Ballad
The Surging Forth of a Poets PenIt is as deep
as an ocean is wide
As powerful
as the evening tide
The words surge forth
and ebb again
The poets heart
flows through...
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Categories:
surging, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
Ending the Surging StormG-o end the surging storm,
E-arly twenty-first of March;
R-ugged wind evaporates,
T-he flood has been parched.
R-aindrops have disappeared,
U-nder the beacon so warm;
D-awn allies with the sun,
E-nding the surging
S-torm.
R-ise up from the bed,
E-scape from raging harm;
Y-our birthday has come,...
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Categories:
surging, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic