Imagination Poems | Examples of Imagination Poetry

she hears the cheering, the big drums, the cymbals and daddy’s narrative. …hears the crowd’s laughter, the clown’s are after. her heart beats rapidly at the possibility that the pail could contain confetti or water …the blind muses. she sees what she calls gray, the big elephant on parade. she’s so high on a tightwire - she exhales clouds. she sees more than the audience. she breathes the...

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Could it be everything happens for a reason, Or is it something one usually would say. Kindred spirits that have roamed Through space and time, Sharing moments and a history of past lifetimes. Always by chance our paths happened to meet, Always ending with just a memory. A memory that endures through lifetimes, Precious memories that linger in the Backroads of one’s...

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2025.04.28 It takes two to tango. It is very true, if you believe otherwise, You are naive and a simple minded soul. It applied to all the keeping promises too. I made so many on my own will, Devotedly to someone I loved, adored or idolatry Ended up breaking my promises frivolously and painfully. That was because I wanted the very best, Of the...

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Memories I think A world that keep coming back I know I can't change....

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“Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore!” – By...

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she used to shrink inside her own skin wore doubt like a coat stitched too thin but broken glass still reflects the light and jagged edges sharpen the fight now she stands where my fears once laid building worth from the cracks they made she is gold in the dirt still gleaming unseen an unfinished masterpiece bold and serene...

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"Careful with the ethanol," Said a fume of whisper hush. As a thundered bolt and fire ball, Engorged the moment with a rush. The itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny, yellow polka-dot martini, Lit my bokeh mind and eyelids tender soft. Astigmatism, couldn't see the genie, Who puffed up in the rush and coughed. "Cover your mouth, you elemental," I sneered at the legless haunt, Dental...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! ...

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Mr. Abbott Mr. Abbott bought a steam powered Stanley He felt it made him look rather manly He has a large handlebar moustache Constantly covered in soot and ash In his finery, goggles and gloves He would wave at his imaginary loves Over the hills and over the dales He would frequently stop for supplies and sales Horses...

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'Write Thirteen Beautiful Lines' Poetry Contest: Sponsored by Constance La France (April/May 2025). Where hills are alive with imagination carried by clouds toward their destination Lakeland fells and sheep Liverpool of cormorants Wales with its dragons Yorkshire and terrier dogs in Lancashire towns of redbrick and cobbled folk who worked with bare hands to build a much better world beneath these beautiful skies. ...

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I have met you in my mind, You have been a reflection of my desire. I have worshipped you in my favourite mirror, You have been a quiet echo in others’ eyes. I never judged you inside the canvas, Never found you in my head, Never placed you on the stage, Never let you out of my heart. So many people to see, So...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! ...

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Run it deep, run you words through me, You make me feel right, I still recognize myself to be the wrong guy cos I'm still in doubt. The sky is bright in the dark, o my god look at that, Aren't you the reason for bright days and night that I have? Making me to relax, feel good and...

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Memories and images deep in my soul, They dwell there silently, fond imagines that never grow old. A little girl holding on to her father's hand, How she longs to see his face and to be his little girl once again. A young man who stood before our country and the world, And promised the glow of that candle would...

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The map unrolls, a skin of dust where landmarks shift like whispers lost to a gust. I trace a fracture, jagged, unfamiliar... place where my phantom feet wandered, chillier than memory allows. A tongue they spoke is lost... A melody unheard of, at dearly paid cost within the crumbling walls of an infernal keep... A cracked, blackened mirror shows a face though...

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