Imagery Image Poems | Examples
These Imagery Image poems are examples of Image poems about Imagery. These are the best examples of Image Imagery poems written by international poets.
It thunders through like a rampaging doom,
water cracked the stone, and carved out this chute,
the locals around here call it the Flume,
white water churning through a confined route.
Roiling, throwing mist onto the rocks,
always wet and sporting a sheen of green,
so loud is the torrent it’s hard to talk
over the noise as the water careens.
Empties out into four small waterfalls,
which widen into a wading-deep pool,
folks splash around, and the kids short and tall
dunk heads in the cascades, thinking it’s cool.
But never dare try riding the cataract,
even dumb kids know they will not come back.
the
green
dragontail
moth
with
her
wings
that
flutters
through
the
air
yet
made of cloth
is
God's creation
Mist is deliberate veil
Just to notice
If the eyes risk
Entering to meet
To greet and embrace
The face wearing
A dotted lace
Mulling to reveal
Knotted thoughts
Those plots
Of dense stories
Ivories of memory
Glory of the sun
We used to build up
From the point of
The startup
Until the plates and cups
Would get satiated
And the golden dust
of the pulverized sun
Would turn into
The moon of contentment
I know my dear
That won't happen
Because you're hesitant
At the very entrance
Of the mystery
Ignoring the filigree beyond
Waiting to dawn
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12 September 2025
Hospital waiting room in the afternoon
Tired flowers looking after the patients
Saplings emerging from the interaction
Oranges in the hands of the sun as it sets
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11 September 2025
Lost in writing iambic couplets, the moon and sea
Sounds of whispers from between long eyelashes
Waves moving from side to side, a provocation
Quick, let's fly out, chirping the wild ducks
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11 September 2025
For only a few days, a sojourn
With the mountains or by a waterfall
In search of an autumn dawn
Amidst the mist on the blades of grass
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10 September 2025
Upon witnessing the abrupt sunbeams
Waves anew in the two ancient ponds
Bears and stallions from the black frame
The major sixth chord in the piano
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September 10, 2025
The water-filled pitcher is settled in your waist
Walk easy, the road at the early hour is almost empty
River in the poet's eyes is watching your movement
Vocabulary from his heart is making a sketch
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9 September 2025
Field with display of green catkins in the candlelight
From the hidden chamber the dormant hair-bun loosened
Foam and current from the sea through the fidgety foliage
Night in a machination to summon the lightning clouds
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September 9, 2025
Roof and the moon in a deep chatting session
Bare tree filling with the flood of jasmine
Clouds joining from Mesopotamian rivers
Two horses attempting to break loose
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September 9, 2025
Early September in our apartment corridor
Echoes from the snake moving along the path
Splashes of light from the tide in your eyes
A painter creating a glossy black spiral
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8 September 2024
oh
lord
i
see
statues
of
all
the
great men
who
sang out loud
are
only
made
of
drifting clouds
Water rolling down from the pitcher
A long time ago, one purple morning
The sun took a seat in the argentine flow
It had quietly entered through the window
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September 6, 2025
Gondola was prepared to welcome you
You desired the white clouds instead
A void settled on the palm of my hand
The bird too couldn't unfold its wings
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6 September 2025
Do the leaves of our cups also turn yellow ?
The rooms of green grass collect cobwebs
From the Kafkaesque vermin, fly away cuckoos
Questions galore in the river's tide and ebb
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September 5, 2025