Iambs Poems - Poems about Iambs

...Inspired by “Poems and Poets” by Anne Winter “For once in my life, I want to be a poem” — Anne Winter If I were a poem could my poem be a poet? If such could be done who besides ......

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...It rhymed “desire” with “funeral pyre,” and closed with “...thus, I stand redeemed.” The judge said, “Odd—no space, all fire.” Each line marched out like neat attire, iambs i......

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...has it meaning or just screaming rhyming or just chiming? words on a page or thoughts of a sage to touch a heart and change hatred to love arrange an artwork coming on just an old folk's s......

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...O’ Pat Pattison, you, my brilliant teacher, I would shower in praises, had you not taught me better! for cliches void of thought are as worthwhile as a couch surfin’ moocher! O’ masterful and d......

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...The comments we like for dessert Are iambs that writers here blurt But eating foul crunch That slaughtered lambs munch Tastes toxic like trumped-up bad dirt......

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...To write a mad song takes so very little time: just jot some words not too absurd and make sure that some rhyme. The first line stands alone; the next rhymes with the last. Then you can do ......

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...In season, sonnets often find their bloom by trailing lesser forms towards the light; a patient wait’s reward is greater room, and thus they are content to just sit tight. But once a way appear......

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...You can’t force a poem, although you can try; it seems that’s a maxim, but I don’t know why. You smash it and bash it and beat to a pulp, like using sledgehammers when trying to sculpt. Sometimes......

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...The phrases lurch unkempt and trite. The meter’s wrong, iambs lack grace. One rarely ever gets it right, and just like that, it falls in place. The meter’s wrong, iambs lack grace like two lef......

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...DARBY AND JOAN I saw a sight this morning I swear to you is true And I thought I’d put it into verse, the way we poets do. I have to do it quickly, while it’s still fresh in my ......

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...A bewildered alphabet Struggles To form words Its letters tumble Through the turbulence Of thought’s tyranny Syllables scamper sillily In search of Iambs Stretching the seams Of ill-fitted s......

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...Mix the meters Color the cadence Intermingle the breaks of line Torture the iambs Scent the flowers Tint the edges of sunrise Mellow the moonbeams Offer an invitation A subtle “come hither” ......

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...I hid in plain sight Mocked the censors Defied the preachers Chuckled At their ineptitude Took refuge In the blank page Hiding myself In swirling lines Dancing Along the borders Of truth......

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...The Demonic Prince Demons The legion of demons They dwell In the cold place of hell Tempt thee The depth of hell's empty They're here For it's time to spread fear Black crows Come out of ......

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...Do footles ever fournicate? From two come more, and soon there’s eight The image conjured up ain’t great Them spondees, trochees on a date Gosh, aren’t they cute? They’re all the rage right th......

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