Best Vers Poems
The Deception of Free Verse Dreams Ii, Translation of L Imposture Du Vers Libre By Rene EtiembleThe 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” – Audiberti
My love is not blue like a lake
my love is not blue like a sky
but red swollen with blood
and of...
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Categories:
vers, heart, love,
Form:
Free verse
vers libra
beauty all around
crumbling fragile leaves soaring
oh, the splendor of whirling
...
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Categories:
vers, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
vers, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
vers, adventure, school, high school,
Form:
Free verse
Vers Beaucoup ~ Astrology..!!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 stanzas as desired as long as they follow the
rhyming scheme) consists of four lines with a rhyming word scheme...
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Categories:
vers, art, introspection, life
Form:
Vers LibreWithout a voice it cannot sing
No echos in the heart will ring
Come read,contemplate,give it time
Euphony ,floats on tides of rhyme;
Set free from custom's tyranny
Altenatives in poetry,
Lineation and enjambment
become the poets's intrument.
Beware ,sans pace in patterned verse
Vers Libre scans as prose, or worse
and
...
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Categories:
vers, on writing and words
Form:
Light Verse
Les Mots, Les Vers, Le Painwords are not well today; starched
you ate them up like bread
in a box they slowly spoiled; parched
charnel house for the unsavory dead.
they’ve pickled long in quiet brine
meaning chokes; forms bind
brackish style and sly shade of lime
but not the wit once thought entwined
Yesterday, words were silkworms
crawling...
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Categories:
vers, on writing and words,
Form:
vers libre
I will NEVER forget
the day that I ended your s u f f e r i n g
and since then I have been on a very
...
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Categories:
vers, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
Something of a Vers Libre Rant.Me?
I'm two hundred and sixty pounds of fat
muscle and bone.
ligaments and nerves.
emotions and freewill.
six feet and three inches
of longing
and of hope
that is bound to be lost
I alone am no hero.
but then again,
alone,
none of us are.
solitude brings out the strength
in only the mad
the frantic
the hopeless
and...
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Categories:
vers, confusion, death, depression, devotion,
Form:
Free verse
Free Verse: Translation of Paul Verlaine's Vers LibresFree Verse : Translation of Paul Verlaine’s Vers Libres
(Yet another possible translation of Paul Verlaine’s « Vers Libres » by T. Wignesan, though I prefer in my translations not to derange the visual structure and syntactical and linear layout – with some exceptions - of...
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Categories:
vers, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Vers Libre (Free Verse)Le livre
The book
C'est vari
This/it is true
Merci beaucoup, Mon Dieu
Thank you very much, My God...
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Categories:
vers, faith
Form:
Free verse
Vers Und Kehrvers(ohne jegliche vorbereitung)
für jede träne
müsste es irgendwo dort
ein lächeln geben
für jeden ruf
eine antwort
am ende jeden traumes
eine erfüllung
mit offenen armen zu warten
bereit die realität
zu umarmen
für jedes ich
soll dort irgendwo
ein du existieren
nur meins
Translator: Renate Müller 03.06.2013...
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Categories:
vers, fantasy,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Villanelle: Should One Reorder Genuine Vers Libre EntireVillanelle : Should one reorder genuine vers libre entire
Should one reorder genuine vers libre entire
Pull Pound down tear veil off event horizon holes
All to make for one's own sacre the pur sang lyre
Invent a machine feed it Homeric fire
No enjambement perfect rhyme rhythm metre folds
Should...
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Categories:
vers, appreciation, art, business, poems,
Form:
Villanelle
Art Vers LibreSymbols
poesie
pluperfect
words
painted
enigmatic
allegory
images
...
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Categories:
vers, on writing and words
Form:
Ekphrasis
A Free WormPoetry, 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 was a small and ardent poet,
I worshipped rhymes
and denied a free verse the right to be called
poetry.
With time I...
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Categories:
vers, poetry,
Form:
Free verse