Eap Poems - Poems about Eap

eap(eep) is a list cinquain where L1 is a statement followed by rhymed L2-5 that amplify the statment with words introduced by 'in the' by the ' of the'.I labelled this an eap after Edgar Allan Poe as it is inspired by sililoqy in this format in the conclusion of his essay Poetic Principle. A couple...

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A poet is enlightened by the chance remark in the shadowed dark by the song of the lark in the ...

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eap-BEAUTY A poet see beauty: in the field of corn in the mist-filled dawn in the face care-worn in the image still-born eap(eep) is a list cinquain where L1 is a statement followed by rhymed L2-5 that amplify the statment with words introduced by 'in the' by the ' of the'.I labelled this an eap after Edgar Allan Poe as...

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Edgar Allan Poe Seems cold as snow Brilliant and kinda creepy Maybe he was just sleepy...

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Love is all good; With the hearts filled with yearning And the ever-constant pining In the equation two are finding By the similar emotions displaying...

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an ode to Poe: ...

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The poet hears silence; in the eyes of grief within the clouds motif in the falling leaf of the haiku,brief...

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Legend has said, he left his bed, and slept outdoors instead: With the rustling leaves of green and yellow And the sky lark singing soft and mellow ...

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The blood boiled In the pit of frustration set ablaze With the wrath and the rage of the day’s Constant commotion—can’t clear the haze Of chaos causing and creating this craze....

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The rain continues to plummet and fall And the gray of the day looks like it will never go away. I long for the boisterous blue of a hot summer’s day. It seems our shy sun has wandered and meandered astray From today’s and tomorrow’s forecast much to my dismay....

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A few days after Big Daddy's death In the night don't really know if asleep And the man appeared to me, spoke deep Of the assurance the he's alright, so sleep In the vision he said I'm free, no pain, don't weep...

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A ship tossed like a cork with the wind And the waves lapping in the gale As the creator never fails with the lungs exhale the salty spray of the whale's tail. Inspired by Brian...

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Brian, poet inspirational With the words and knowledge of Aristotle And the endurance of Job, above all In the bonnie country, UK's drawl With the grace of Lauren Bacall For Brian's contest eap, thanks for all the inspirational contests!!...

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The dove of the night has flown With the whirr of his wings a song By the early light his coo no wrong And the signs of spring reminds us strong As the cold lingers on, could he be gone...

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Once again...I open up my mailbox...and peek inside. In the mailbox, I look with hopeful expectation By the possibility of a greeting or a salutation.... ...

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