Lipogram Poems - Poems about Lipogram

In the term of birth, fields begin to mend. Tough soil softens in tones of brown umber, Insects wriggle to rejoice winter's end. Spiders spin webs, rising from their slumber. Virgin trees rock gently in morning breeze, yellow snowdrops greet tulips with bluebells. Fresh flowers entice butterflies with bees, seducing senses through hypnotic spells. Sweet chorus of robins, trills through blue sky. Their songs...

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To write poems missing one vowel I'm struggling, you should see me scowl Nice sponsor Emile Won't know how I feel I’m tempted to throw in the towel! I thought writing this would be fun Though Emile’s contest I won’t shun My words will not flow Bonce is being slow My muse whispers why don’t you run! I’m sitting here on my blue stool I’ve finished...

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reflections become obsessions self - within/without times this by three self - over exposed forever there, inside the sphere etched into being lucidity or fluidity obscured/mirrored tension felt cognitively eyes meet eyes seen yet unseen third eye sees nothing yin diminishes yin three becomes six six becomes nine nine becomes twelve nothing more to see though I look directly into my own soul still I know less...

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Grief stricken, his eyes full of sighs, The picture shows when the boy cries, The sweet boy shows no touch of joy. This is the story behind the destruction of this boy. It is told his loved ones died in the fire. Little boy from Oviedo is yet full of desire. He is the street urchin so poor he only gets...

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In a world void of trust and loyalty It's hard to find a happy family It's as though it's nothing unusual in this country Said air thick with vulgarity, disdain, and incivility I lock my mind and turn to music, obstructing the cacophony Blocking its aim to drain my will, continuing on with probity Soothing songs of faith...

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You may think that writing is dysfunctional- to script a thought not using that sign of ABCs post-D. This art that's built of words is inspiration-bound; finding worthy, optional picks not sounding lordly. It is most frustrating to omit that sign- manipulating, controlling word forms in a satisfying way. Committing to construction- painfully choosing- discarding- to find again- class vocabulary to display. A...

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It was so tough Making this song Without a bit of stuff And composing it long. Though it sounds plain Know my hardship; I dont want to abstain So I'm straining my grip. This is now fun Now that I'm through I will do it again And try to win it too. Although it's just A dripping dam, With a proud hand, i must Sign my first lipogram. 22.01.2023 Submitted for...

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I could feel the rhythm of my obscure thoughts in sync sturdy scrutiny, into the mirror I glimpse deeply in the reflection of the nymph somehow I outwit the quixotic hold of the sylph, frightened to my demise, tons of strength fills my belly, blinking lights, driving under the influence of my mind You! you ruined everything, I'm not in the position to...

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Sweltering summer temperatures and warm sultry summer nights left me scratching my legs red raw I hate receiving nasty insect bites I’d slather bare limbs with cream that the chemist had given me Bites are an issue that I live with itchy red legs are quite unsightly Every beach dress skims the earth and I ensure I spray all my skin But these...

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Hating isn't for whole of my life, Yet in here, I have to create a strife. We shall wait till the poem, I finish Then I'll embrace thee going swinish. Grant me now, I'll pretend, My hatred will blow to an end. Ever since the time we met, My loathing grew strong, I bet. Don't advance near me, ever The glare I...

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In the kingdom of Pu’u ‘O’o, domicile of Pélé summits of molten stone crowned with ginger blossoms, orchids, hibiscus, the stone hips of the wells of fire were skirted with towering fronds; the ground moved with rhythmic steps, Pélé’s Thunder drums. Joy poured down the rock red, yellow, glowing-gloss rolling like honey over the edge of the cliff, turning the surf, the tide, the brine into...

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Fly, butterfly, but slowly fly; Being drunk with celestial glow, If you try, and fly high: sky high, Your wings will burn, and you will die. Fly, butterfly, but not so high; Fly slowly and low, so you know, Celebs you see live not so nigh, If you try, and fly high, you’ll die. Fly, butterfly, yet never try To go beyond...

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Prestigious Emile Pinet Sponsor, I'm writing to let you know I will not be entering your Contest - Why do you feel you should judge my work? I possess the pretty form of cotton fluff clouds whispy pink serenity of sunset splendour My fingers hold unending pencil of enduring strength On my feet, shoes of pure gold Everywhere I go, people...

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... Let's use our logic to determine - - It's long overdue - - We need to open the borders It's time for business to thrive once more Tourism definitely experienced suffering enough - - Let's lobby for this - - Lots...

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Keen to meet his pretty new girlfriend, He put on his best expensive shirt, He combed his long curls to recent trend, Well ironed trousers, no speck of dirt! Brushed perfect teeth to glistening white, Tested smile on mirror for effect, Hint of perfume, the blue tie just right, Who would deny youngster so perfect! Ushered into expensive hotel, He slowly looked for his...

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