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Ibsen Poems - Poems about Ibsen


Misfit Miss Feet
...Misfit, Miss Feet (A literary translation) Gossipmonger rumors around! A wedding ensuing, Mary go-round! May I have a speaker call? Surmising the news to scroll? Not bad, not bad at all, there!......

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Categories: ibsen, anti bullying, appreciation, baptism,
Form: Rhyme
Changes In Me
...Open eyes to bright sunshine This feels like the first day Can't imagine what went before Like a scene from an Ibsen play The thought of you a lightning bolt The kind that hits you twice Yo......

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Categories: ibsen, beautiful, change, destiny, happiness,
Form: Rhyme



Inspired By Anton Chekhov's Swan Song
...Prince in nawab's costumes Shouted in the dark Proscenium, -Who's there, bequeath thousand gold coins among the poorest citizen of my domain Did anyone find those words? breath-Stop flare, someb......

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Categories: ibsen, cry, emotions, fantasy, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Many Aspects of Love
...My name is Spencer Byron. My first wife Addy died tragically in 1991. A devotee of surprise. She was so much fun. The breadth of love is unchartered territory. Not all loves can be explained. ......

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Categories: ibsen, death, heart, identity, lost
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Peer Gynt Suites
...An old Norwegian folktale called Per Gynt was written into a five act play by another Norwegian, Henrik Ibsen, which he called Peer Gynt, to which composer Edvard Grieg wrote his Suites to accompany ......

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Categories: ibsen, life, , Lullaby,
Form: Lyric



Phoney Baloney
...PHONEY BALONEY They said: "We've come here from head office, to help you reach your quota It's a selfless act on our part and we're going to devote a Day or two to set you right and get things......

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Categories: ibsen, anger, humor, political,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Russian Roulette
...Us humans think we're so damn smart And totally in control of things Then a meteorite screams down from outer space We're just puppets on a string We certainly aren't the ones writing the sc......

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Categories: ibsen, life,
Form: Quatrain

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