Best Vers Poems

The deception of  “free verse”: Dreams II, Translation of Etiemble’s “L’imposture du vers libre” by T. Wignesan

“Free verse, free not to be verse” –...

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Make it

Or Break it

That's High School for Ya'...

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Vers Beaucoup 

The Vers Beaucoup, a poem for created by Curt Mongold, which is French for “many 
rhymes”. Each stanza (you can have as many...

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“dans le heure bleue"



My skin feels alive
when you are 
next to me
blood pulsing
from the core
of me
Root Chakra Red
My throat exposed
the Wolf now
lies next to me
in...

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"Escalating the Muse"



Written on the body
passive complacence
stretches sharp ink 
etched pain in the soul
then real beauty 
from the 
Book of Truth, 

a page moored
in transparent...

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Dear Alliteration, 
First friend, foremost;
Forgetting not,
Shy Allegory, 
Dressed in Allusion; 
Sweet Anaphora, 
How I need thee! 
How I need thee!
 
And Assonance; 
Never deep asleep,...

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Maverick(Vers libre)

Life for me was vain, trying to get gain
In Peterbilt truck, I’ve had the worst luck

Driving in deep snow, bad tempers do show
Praying the...

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Those little cracks you wear 
on the outside -
why must you dislike them so?
Show them unabashedly,
for every little crease and wrinkle 
is the sum total
of...

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Poets, Open Your Treasure Chest Of Words

Poets, dare to present what your heart speaks
let it roam other realms, true meaning seek,
venture into lands with magical...

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Poetry, look!
A free worm* crawls on you hand!

The French always tended to invent 
all sorts of nasty things:
freedom, equality, fraternity, 
French fries, free verse.
When I...

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Poetic Encryption Like Ancient Egyptian

This terror and threat to poetic clarity,
Becomes a pet rock for some poets.

Words do count for sure, but so does
Clarity unless...

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HEAVEN'S NATURE WITNESS OUR DREAM

Outstretched maternal skies
bleeding slowly as the sun smiles,
running golden rays 
fugue flux flowed by,
frozen bear-shaped clouds
extend their arms to hug the...

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All right, no more Abecedarian again!
Buzz off,
Cut me some slack,
Dogging me,
Entrapping me with a 
Form of poetry I am not
Good at,
Hamilton!
I entreat you
Jot down some...

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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 1 by T. Wignesan

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I will turn back the pages of time
to mom and to when I was a little girl
mom would fill my pool and in I jumped
she...

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