Imagery Poems | Examples of Imagery Poetry

Once, when I was small, and banished to the hall for something I had done that wasn't right, I stood awhile in shame, but then the sunlight came, and lit the dusty air with dancing light. I watched in wondering awe, as suddenly I saw, what, standing in the shadows, I'd not seen. Invisible, but...

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My Bicycle The day and I are both hand in hand, brimming with a certain zippety-whippity-do while I sit atop my saddle, my bicycle, my hill with early morning mist ragged like candy floss on barbed wire fences. Below a liquorice-tarmacked road elbows through a mosaicked landscape; churned fields sitting either side, serrated into channels of earth, suited and rooted in browned corduroy. Then...

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I look at my soul killing its flaws. I appreciate it and let it do so. But when I came back to earth to show them a perfect human, I realized my mistakes made me who I am. Without my flaws, I am just a perfect human—but not me. ...

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Close your eyes and hold breath Count to ten and leave in air, I think you can feel rest on tenth Indeed,it's how you feel layer. The inner layer of own mind, In the deep ocean,you suppose If you dive,you can see many kind Of fishs and flora,and rise with close nose. And again dive in it to see, But I think you feel...

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I'll be waiting quietly Back behind the scenes In case, perhaps it's meant to be That we live out those dreams I'll still be up most half the night Thinking hard and long And in my mind 'twill in my sight See Bluebird singing songs Reading books I think you'd like Each year one more in sum Talking to you while...

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MIRRORED SKY Wow, the moon and stars, waving in the night sea, mirroring below:- ...

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Autumn ….. is mortally wounded! It stumbles, tumbles across the silken, rouged sky quivering over rusted hedges shivering through shouldered trees, splattering, smattering everything in blood-red. On it goes, on it flows gasping and grasping at clouds of bandages, hobbling, wobbling suffering deep gashes; haemorrhaging life in crimson splashes. While winter; with the sly smile of an Arctic fox, coldheartedly waits for autumn’s shredded, dreaded last breath! Ian Souter 2025 ...

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In crescendos and surges of light, Beneath the somber, crimson sky, Beyond the shadow's line, He stretched his wings in haste He found and swept an angels heart; They shine and struck embrace And onward flew the angels, By crimson flame and flash We simply stood and stared a while, And heard the trumpets blast. We saw it singed and scorched in light And in the...

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Your spot without you standing there Could never be the same Even if it's occupied By someone with your name There's only you, your rightful place? Mic 3 up on the stage And in my heart you've all the mics I strum for just you babe ...

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I OPENED A DOOR IN THE UNIVERSE AND WAS GREETED BY A SPEAKING CAT. HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF AS HAMMER THE KITTY. ABOUT 2 FEET LONG AND SOLID BLACK APPROXIMATELY 12 POUNDS. HIS GREEN EYES SEEM TO BOTH ...

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An empty room filled with silence, I want to remain, I want to dream more. The wind pushes the window wide open filling the room, no longer empty; yet, nobody’s there, dark, cold, empty, middle of nowhere on top of a hill. I can't fly like the flower petals over there. I step outside, and lay on...

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You're my focus all the time You're the ink in the design Your's the name inside the vine Hoping one day they combine You're the grape that makes the wine You're the purest gold so fine You're the pencil, make a line Then draw your heart on top of mine You're the polish, how you shine! You're the...

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Drenched in rains The girl returns home White and black Sandals are wet too Pushes back the wooden shutters of the closed window From the box of oxygen Releases a pink breath Mild sound falls on the leaves _ Smiling Gardenia Leaving the photo for the album The time vanishes into the inexplicable grey mist ...

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Time was the most important thing in the world, I know that now, so as I stare at the message I wish I never opened, I realised, if only I had left you on unseen, I would have had longer to peacefully think of what we could have been. ...

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Klimt is there again I don't know if or when We'll ever get to go But just in case, you know? Put it on the list I want to see The Kiss Standing next to you Just in case we do...

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