Best Unstructured Poems
Because . . . I Can...Either side of the bed is mine
at my whim
and
Fancy
Coffee cups left in the sink
until there are
no
more
Clean
vacuum in the middle of the
floor
for a Week
remote - Mine
precisely.......
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Categories:
unstructured, angst, happiness, love, space,
Form:
Free verse
I Folded My Mother Up...I Folded My Mother Up
I folded my mother up
Into a creased peace of paper
Folding memories into intentions.
Flattening the dementia of unstructured emotions
Into a neat, file-able document.
......
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Categories:
unstructured, childhood, death, farewell, grief,
Form:
Elegy
Heat Wave...
"Heat Wave"
A new dawn fades
as the sun overtakes
the division in joy
the top layer
shiny and new
still and blue
calm and observing
underneath
the cover of......
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Categories:
unstructured, morning, star, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Lest We Forget...
Remember them who lay in rows and
rows where poppies grow, and
enjoy this life because many died,
to make it so. Mother's weep for a
child no more, echoing canons can be
heard in the dis......
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Categories:
unstructured, remembrance day,
Form:
Verse
Retirement Aftermath...I maybe bored
To the extent of googling
How to use the toilet bowl properly
Amazingly, there is a detailed answer
How dare U-tube gives so much information
An informal education, yet
Inform......
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Categories:
unstructured, life,
Form:
Free verse
A November Poppy...A NOVEMBER POPPY
Names,familiar names that
now remain exposed,carved
in stone,a memorial to others'
shame.In their prime,cut off
a time,so brief,float down,my
sweet poppy leaf.
Once a face,smi......
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Categories:
unstructured, dedication, memorial,
Form:
Verse
Poetry Is My Outlet...I have grown thus far in life knowing many forms of outlet for my depression
I have seen many outcomes arise and fall into what I refer to as "feeling regression"
Writing is the only outlet that t......
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Categories:
unstructured, childhood, depression, encouraging,
Form:
Bio
Heavenly Relaxation...I am in the world of judgement
Where you had lost thousand battles
I am the king of king
Where your emotionic home rattles
I freed my army of soul,
From your unstructured condemned kingdom,
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Categories:
unstructured, faith, inspirational, introspection, integrity,
Form:
Lint's Aura...AUDIO: Danse Macabre by Busy Strings.
Lint's Aura
Dignity gliding,
Resplendent in red was I,
Generous eyes felt,
Occurrences display me,
Stellar launched my existence.
Wardro......
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Categories:
unstructured, analogy, extended metaphor,
Form:
Tanka
- In Playground Of Imagination -...
A vivid imagination
Build a castle in top of a tree
Pirates and jungle animals
Pink elephants and hungry crocodiles
......
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Categories:
unstructured, childhood, happiness, memory,
Form:
Free verse
Unlearning All But You...I never learnt the right way to love,
As if there were a formula ensuring success.
So now I’m playing it by ear,
Picking things up as I go.
Without the Sun, should it forget to rise tomorrow,
......
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Categories:
unstructured, love,
Form:
Free verse
As a Spectator...Words emerging from your quill,
Blazing with effulgence,
Capering and crooning around,
In harmony or in dissonance.
Rhyming in a golden cage,
Flying around in splendid colors,
Or, in a greeni......
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Categories:
unstructured, poems, poetry, words,
Form:
Free verse
Raison D'Etre...hours go by in determined acts,
days go by in unstructured situations,
months are logged as projects get over,
years measure stages of life,
time is an irreversible fact,
once gone its never add......
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Categories:
unstructured, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Ihmo Wladyslaw Szpilman...*Image of The Pianist Adrien Brody by DW.
IHMO Wladyslaw Szpilman
(December 5, 1911, to July 6, 2000)
A big blast, shattered glass, they yell run, still all as one
the war no......
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Categories:
unstructured, character, life, music, war,
Form:
Rhyme
My Matty Mattel Talking Doll...While meditating earlier today,
a flashback leapt
clear for me to assay,
those ever receding
early boyhood daze,
now subsumed within fifty,
plus nine shades of gray
blissfully......
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Categories:
unstructured, 5th grade, 6th grade,
Form:
Free verse