Long Anapestic Poems

RHYTHMIC METER: POEM SWEETER

    Poetry is disciplined in a stream having units like ‘meter’ or ‘foot’ on 
    lines similar to measurements in length, though basically, poem 
 ...

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I was born, Bronx, New York, in the year 'Thirty-Nine',
   the first child with a brother who followed in time.
Ten years later, moved North, Hudson Valley, same State
   where I've settled,...

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I was once really new to our Poetry Soup,
and I knew I should try to join in with the group;
post my poems on-site to be read by a few,
and then give it a whirl, join...

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In a small grassy field
With the trees all around
There's a fairy ring ancient and old
And at times you can hear
Perfect echoes of sound --
'Tis the music of ages untold

For the crickets keep time
To a waltz...

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Author Note:  Anapestic tetrameter: two unstressed syllables followed by a 
stressed syllable.


So I queried some poets who dance 'cross our pages,
With such lightness and patterns and passion-filled phrases.
"When your guidance is sought by one...

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'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and sensibility, jocularity,
and conformity I dissed deign
(spoiler alert) iamb, trochaic,

dactylic, and...

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I am Africa, I am man
Hear my drums, know my heart beat
My sorrow is not metered in iambic lines
Life does not speak that way
So artificial this enumeration of joy
So false this constant rise and fall...

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In the square of the town, is an old wooden clock
with a movement that only one time has been wound.
You can try to get answers, but no one will talk,
though the rumors of horrible sights...

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God's most beautiful guardian angels come down,
they descend from the heavens, each one in white gown;
with their spirit, they guide me...my heart, soul, and mind.

These sweet, gentle white angels embrace me; I find
I can see...

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Since morning pondering how to write a good poem for you
wrote several but what comes out is story
of my failure, a story of disappointment, feeling blue;
no that's not poem, it’s saga of worry.

Yes, reluctant to...

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MOTHER NATURE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mother nature, dying!
I wish I was lying!
Pollution is killing, believe!
Both flora and fauna!
Sad, both will be gonna!
Unless we help nature succeed.

Recycle, yes, helpful.
Nature would be grateful,
if we started today; yes, please!
Governments must help too,
let...

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I hear the words. In autumn's silent verse
lie anapestic wafts of falling leaves
with golden syllables both bright and terse,
the crimson pluck of summer as it grieves

its loss of verdant shimmer.  In the wake
of crisp...

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Nervous Hands

	Did you know nervous hands can cause problems?
	Let me tell you, folks, I know they can!
	Hear my tale of a fidgety woman
	and her equally jittery man.

	At a conference, they became restless
	as the speaker just...

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How they laugh and they point as they whisper ‘bout me
And they only can see what their shallow eyes see
Though my surface is not picture perfect for show
How this heart bleeds with purpose they never...

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After making the trip to Bar Harbor in Maine,
we set off on excursions within that domain.
In the midst of events, aggravating, arcane,
we began at a loss.

We embark on a most unpredictable task -
touring Cadillac Mountain...

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In the dark of the night, on an All Hallows' Eve,
as I lay down my head and got snugged in the bed,
'twas a shadow that bloomed, caused all senses to leave,
as a huge hairy spider...

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Today I feel iambic! I would say
of all the meters, I like it the best.
An iamb starts with some soft sound to say
then ev'ry second syllable is stressed.

Trochees likewise, alternate their stresses;
even-numbered syllables are muted....

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Night of Fright

Dark intones creeping mists that enshrouds barren trees
Goblin dance on wild wings fear unleashed…shrieking fright
Shadows creep, ghosts arise, full moon shines…mystery
Folklore rules in pale light…smothers all candlelight

Haunted night ghost brides fly…specters float dread...

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The first time I heard this I was in disbelief.
As he readied to play he rosined a long bow.
And he played with a flair of beauty and motif, 
“On a hill far away” the notes...

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There were times when I knew the hard past was a bear,
and when most of the days of my life were unfair.
It was during my moments of weakness I stood,
far away from the damage of...

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 quatrain with anapestic trimeter 

Jesus Christ, holy God, pardons sin;
I give praise and respect to the Christ.
His good grace as I ask - is a win
since for His love, no price would suffice.

In no...

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There was not in the sky one small patch painted blue
when the sun wrapped in clouds set unnoticed unseen. 
Eerie sounds; what they were, he did not have a clue
but in darkness it’s known that...

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I cannot say how poems come to be-
from just one thought to full reality.

I cannot say how I hunt down my words
to image themes like nature, flowers, birds.

Or then select a form to fit the...

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"Pipeline: Hawaii's North Shore where Championship Surfing Meets are held, remains the deadliest since records began in the 60s."

Golden shores surfed duo gift essence new threshold,
History made two by sea,
Footprint holds their granule sunk traces,...

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SAMHAIN – All Hallow’s Eve

(Anapestic tetrameter)


As the evening approaches and darkness surrounds,
When orb spiders are weaving to capture their prey,
then, all over the country, a madness abounds,
Where abnormal behavior is out on display.

On the streets...

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