Iambic Pentameter Blank Verse Poems

I often binge on things, but not bad things.
I like good movies or good TV shows.
I choose to binge on things that me glad.
Ten hours...

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           Beautiful poetic words touch our hearts, yes!
       ...

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I wanted to pen a blank verse poem,
that has no rhyme and that was fine;
my problem is-    iambic pentameter,
for . . ...

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Beyond an overgrowth of weeds, I see
a house with faded paint. It beckons me.
Victorian, its windows are like eyes
that hypnotize, and soon I find myself
there...

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They met one summer’s end. He was in town
for not too long and needed to get back
to his own country. Meanwhile, he hung out
with family....

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Winter
Winter glows, it's drifts, it's plains, soft and white.
It's cold belies a threat to all, fear it!
It's there come night or day death don't forget!
Wrap...

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I never know which way to turn per se
Enhanced emotions flooding to the top
My lifestyle once was simpler than it's now
Gone are those years of...

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Trapped in my own thoughts 




Years have passed by as I still writhe in pain,
Grief nibbles slowly of my deep inside,
Hunting joy in pool of...

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I know most people want them far away,
No finger laid upon their precious skin.
They squirm and wiggle fearful and afraid,
A needle makes them pallid and...

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There is a bridge, it crosses over deserts
It cements oceans, binds the icy seas
Flies over fiery vulcans, sings melodious 
Breathes over you a cooling welcome...

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Death Take Thy Dagger**

Death - take thy dagger from my bloodless heart**
love has spent its flow upon the fallow
poured pure passion upon its stony need
impaled...

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Promises 






Your promises that I had all trust in
lay quiet as logs of unbreathing woods,
Till wantings of my soul rose as fierce storms
to impute life...

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The racist hides his views beneath his wit.
A mask he hopes will hide his darker side
once slipped his vision of  future revealed. 
Bards darker...

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For love of poetry, spellbound am I
by force, that takes me to the land of words.
Beyond control, this power has its way
that leads me to...

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 Across the knoll where fading starlight hangs
On graveyards damp, laying on pleated  moss
While row of angels bears the gusty winds;
As evening spreads its...

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