Heptameter Poems - Poems about Heptameter

...-/, and un-. "T'was the Night Before Christmas" is in Anapest: that's a foot with three syllables: un-/, un-/, and STRESSED. The meter is the pattern of the beats within a line "Iambic" and "Heptameter" describe this line just fine. Anapestic Tetrameter: four anapests; and the best part of THIS lecture series? No tests! Trimeter has three feet Tetrameter has just four feet Pentame......Read More

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... Warrior and Gladiator fought fiercely till the end. A furious fight between them was brutal though both fend. Regularly death was a fairly common occurrence. Risk of death in their minds ne......Read More

...Skipping 'cross the village square Smiling like the noonday sun Maidens gather everywhere Errands finished, workday done Dresses billow in the breeze Laughing eyes, flirtatious smiles Skirts ......Read More

...1957 Oh, midnight's near, my dad made clear- our minutes left- just two! You know, my dear, we must adhere- though we're engaged- 'tis true. Please do no......Read More

...Something touched me long ago in black-and-white old movies The sight of someone sitting down, and just before she ate Folding hands and saying Grace, the food warm on her plate It never l......Read More

... Woebegone Full fifty years ago, late summer, we had planted you... two tiny, wispy saplings that would grow and grace our lawn. But mother nature came...lashed her tornado......Read More

...Written In Iambic Heptameter utilizing an aabb rhyme scheme throughout the entire six stanza poem. thank you. easyeverett Just sittin' in my touring bus, alone, throughout the day, Then found m......Read More

...A Second in Court A déjà vu to centuries past is just a quantum peak to glimpse the courtly, avant-garde in session to critique Baroque and Renaissance displays, pointing as they speak, adm......Read More

... I live next to a window where the sun shines down on me. Oh, how I worship its life-giving, everlasting glow! Each day I try to bend down further so my blooms can be close to the gla......Read More

... The River Where are you heading, rolling river, as you move along? Where did you start your winding journey centuries ago? What daring tales lay hidden in your soothing, r......Read More

...Oh, please, drop something in my cup, a bill or batch of change, to see me smile when I look up...my fear with hope exchange. A homeless man surely I am, my fate did bad by me; I am not here to ch......Read More

... Little People With water can I hurried to my garden by the pond. Warm sunshine told me thirsty flowers sought my magic wand, to give them water which they crave to soon become re......Read More

... Earth element of wind, elusive to exploring eyes, a gaseous, gusty ghost, she gyrates- gallops gallantly. She bashes, bends, and bobs the branches of each bush and tree, and chases, circles,......Read More

... Personal Memories - Three Generations Three generations in between them now so kindly lie; sweet great granddaughter and great grand-papa can now belie those years. She reads to hi......Read More