January Imagism Poems
These January Imagism poems are examples of Imagism poems about January. These are the best examples of Imagism January poems written by international poets.
Sonia Gandhi and a form an ode to an imagism diglossic seminary in nepotismSo, I am hiding Occupied state
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Non nuptial lady , a loner, an ex-positional urge
Inside the total nine after,...
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Categories:
imagism, allegory,
Wind Chime
I've somehow pondered about the
rush of air
of how I could be lulled on billows, and
yet,
its...
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Categories:
nostalgia, sound,
DIVINE REALITY THAT AWAITS US
with glorified bodies
there we joyously tread
along streets of gold
basking under unclouded
celestial firmament.
midst jubilant countenance
there we are zealously excited
to plunge into rivulet...
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Categories:
appreciation, blessing, christian, faith,
Natural splendor
Written: January 23, 2024
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Behold tinsel atop...
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Categories:
appreciation, nature, snow,
Coexistencecity of increasing fervor
heavy with sealed glass windows
in vaulted towers
sky-high protection
from the steady spew of cars
urban sidewalks in the
private grayness of fall
where sparrows...
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Categories:
autumn, bird, city, environment,
Snowstormgrim starkness of snow
sturdy in its sleeted falling
willing a bleached landscape
a lushness
that chokes the rough field terrain
strides of power
as the fevered wind
spirals In an...
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Categories:
environment, january, snow, winter,
Snowy Rows
the winding road is cold my darling
there are footprints here and there in the new fallen white-
your flowers have blown away among the...
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Categories:
grief, love,
Sweet Daphne OdoraSweet Daphne Odora
Beneath midwinter’s misty veils of rain and snow
Sweet Daphne Odora thrives
Evergreen when silver winds bid Orion return
Winter’s child blooms through short days...
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Categories:
beauty, flower, garden, life,
A January Summer In JulyNight I am cold, though viscera burning,
I have pierced on a spit my torso turning.
Supposedly decomposing, et cetera;
words as per usual, concerning;
Do suggest a plethora,...
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Categories:
dream, good night, love,
Decaying Red Roses
I slowly open the old, rusty cemetery gate that groans,
it squeaks and creaks in the still night,
...
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Categories:
death, poetry, writing,
Under the MoonMy mind’s eye preoccupation,
I am captive to my guiding light,
the source of all my equivocal influences.
Erik Satie under the moon,
Shadowy contours
against a nocturnal silver...
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Categories:
allusion, dream, imagery, imagination,
It Was My WishI slowly open the old, rusty cemetery gate that groans,
it squeaks and creaks in the still night,
...
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Categories:
dark,
Winter In Canada
Fall's golden beauty-
faded and blew away
the wild winds howled
and clouds filled November
with filigree snowflakes-
that did not stay
November was foreboding, and
December was filled with days...
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Categories:
winter,
Light TimeMidday
I walked
on a shadowy path
neath swaying palms,
as its twirling fronds
cast sparkles
skipping on my shoes
and same as a clock,
I then wound around
and stepped on
its...
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Categories:
light, time,
Mirror MirrorI was in a room,
there, I saw a mirror,
and then I saw him,
I told him to get out,
and he did,
and he took the mirror,
and I...
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Categories:
analogy, imagery, mirror,