Places Iambic Pentameter Poems

"Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. 
They take their time and wander on this 
their only chance to soar.”
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Smartest  Artist Who Works Hardest

She seems to be smartest artist;
Paints pretty pictures of forest
While she will work her hardest
Whose brain has been largest

Her art...

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PANDORA REDUX

There are songs I must not listen to
And poems I cannot read,
Photographs and letters
Which cause a heart to bleed
Some found on yellowed paper
	In books...

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When as a young boy attending grade school
and I first learned about Custer's last stand,
why did I experience déjà vu	
and sense so keenly that far...

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Iambic Pentameter To Utmost

So up to what now have I been leading
My brilliant poems should be reading
On you will have such a severe effect
Regardless of...

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Come Find Me


Come, find me in the turquoise of the sea,

in lush, green countryside, 'neath azure sky; 

above bright stars in cosmic artistry

where mysteries of...

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Wandering on timeworn cobbled streets, 
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Across the land this morn, a roll of light 
Gave birth to shadows, cast from chalky hills
The larks ascended, sang away the night
Vibrated sky to...

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SWASTIKA
What danger's now beneath our very eyes
born of forgetfullness? 0! Time it flies!
and before long, lays to the past
the very things we should have last,
but...

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As leaves begin to drift around my house
to places they have not yet been, I won-
der what the neighbors think about the fall.
I don’t exactly...

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KANSAS CITY  I 70 West
Across the miles unhampered by the scene
the majesty of space, the vacant sky,
the interstate that long ago appeared
as yellow brick...

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MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE Parisienne Walk
One spring and sunny day I set my sight
behind my darkened lenses, feigning night,
so I might stroll in my own way
and see...

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My sensuous scent will hover all around
And drive you mad and lift you off the ground
You’ll call for me, but I won’t make a sound

The...

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In the cool morning the sun rises. 
Over the sleeping jungle lies:
Cold, still fog—from the sun it flies
To wake the sleep of lonely night.

The parrot’s...

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Across the moats of light year spaces,
Across the dark of the earthbound skies,
Starlight leaves just the faintest traces
Collecting softly upon my eyes.

Dimmed in brilliance by...

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