Long Clang Poems
Long Clang Poems. Below are the most popular long Clang by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Clang poems by poem length and keyword.
A Walk On the Beach
I went again today ... to that place, the allurement overwhelming ... the one
we called "ours" so tritely, "mine" before you, "mine" again now, (tho' others
have doubtless staked claimed - ages before and since). I...
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Categories:
clang, heartbreak, lost love, ocean, passion, solitude, soulmate,
Form:
Free verse
The Chrysanthemum Throne
In the ancient Empire of the Chrysanthemum Throne, horsemen riders from the southern regions, their steel swords close to their sides, clang heavily to their waist as they ride hard to the capital. Before their...
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Categories:
clang, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
Santa We've Been Outta Touch
Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch
and I don’t ask for very much
but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch
I want to see the light of day
oh, and can you give me a...
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Categories:
clang, crazy, dark,
Form:
Rhyme
All Aboard
Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...
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Categories:
clang, city, imagery, perspective,
Form:
Prose
The Bell Tower That Leaned In
I. The Pastor’s Hand
At dawn’s brittle cusp—
he climbs, each step
a nail in time’s coffin
breath ragged
a Psalm torn mid-hymn.
The rope tastes of incense and...
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Categories:
clang, allegory, bereavement, devotion, imagery, memory, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
When Softness Meets Hardness
Sweet and sassy me
I am on the floor,
won't you come baby, come.
I love to tease, I love to kiss.
Hush... hush...
I love to tease, I love to please.
...
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Categories:
clang, art, beautiful, desire, love, sensual,
Form:
Verse
The Hungry Stones V
In time when night turned to dawn, I could see,
It all appeared like sheer fantasy.
Light-hearted, I put on my office hat,
And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat
To drive away myself to...
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Categories:
clang, allusion, bangla, fantasy, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
Ramsay Roe
I am Flight Sgt Ramsay Roe, and my memories have faded,
Of my experiences in Burma, and their chronological order,
But into my memory’s deep recesses i have dug and waded,
Although the exact...
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Categories:
clang, courage, hero, history, political, pride, remember, world
Form:
Quatrain
A Journey Through My Life
Pin drop,the silence was loud
Hashtag a baby is born, dead gone the mother was
Bang bang,the landlord overthrew
Loud cries,papa had fled
Nosiy chaos was the start of it all
@JayHeart
I came into the womb like a clout...
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Categories:
clang, absence, addiction, anxiety, appreciation, beauty, blessing, books,
Form:
Free verse
Collaborated Poem Contest
GUARDIAN OF HAUTE-SAVOIE
At Pointe Percee, a dragon's lair:
A hotspot where no tourist stamps their passport.
The roar of dragon’s mating, females laying eggs.
Wings of rushing waterfalls, winds of alcoholic breath.
They yearn to take flight, to frighten...
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Categories:
clang, animal, conflict, courage, hero,
Form:
Free verse
A Seafood Restaurant
Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....
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Categories:
clang, art, baby,
Form:
I do not know?
A Lovely Lively Seafood Restaurant
Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....
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Categories:
clang, adventure, africa, allah, analogy, arabic, art,
Form:
I do not know?
A Portrait
The restless night had ended
abruptly. Caught between dreams and
consciousness, the town was arching towards
the sprinkled light of dawn. A perpetual regularity
reigned over the dusty path that led wayfarers and commuters ...
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Categories:
clang, aubade, death, humanity, life, mother, woman, work,
Form:
Concrete
I think, there are ghosts Part One
I think, there are ghosts.
They stay quiet, the ghosts do. Mostly quiet and invisible. You would hardly know there is one there in the room with you. They are there though. Watching, haunting really to...
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Categories:
clang, absence, death, grief, imagination, psychological, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
a dance with Mad Molly -
( Do you have a favorite poem of your own that you love, but that few others seem to respond to? I have posted this here and elsewhere before, but only received one short comment...
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Categories:
clang, analogy, dance, dark, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
City of Desolation
I once wrote about fear and sorrow being that which kills us in prison
I was wrong and I was right about both,
They do kill us
They do ruin us,
They do give birth to despair...
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Categories:
clang, angst, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, sad, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
Passed The Bell
Nights of flying dream world,
who might chase a raucous laugh,
or seek indeed mirthful excitement,
the sort that has embroidered twists,
as is generally perceived by intention,
but epic hurdles formed in still frame,
city snores past...
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Categories:
clang, art, city, deep, emotions, environment, inspirational, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
The Hungry Stones VIII
With trembling heart, as an attempt I made
To leap across, he woke up with a start,
The sword fell from his lap with a sharp clang,
A terrifying scream when made me jump,
I...
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Categories:
clang, allusion, bangla, fantasy, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
December
In the soft glow of December’s muted light,
you gather around the table, memories swirling,
not as bright as they once shimmered in your youth,
but still, they echo—a chorus of laughter fading.
You were wild then, careless as...
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Categories:
clang, angst, anxiety, childhood, cute love, december, farewell,
Form:
Free verse
Onomato-pea-a
I’m Onomato-pea-a
The window is my home.
I love the sounds of cooking
At day, at dusk, and dawn.
Mom clomps into the room
And clicks on every light
The curtain whooshes open,
I wake up, “No more night!”
Drawers squeak, cabinets creak
Bread...
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Categories:
clang, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Community Starts Here
Community starts here
Under this tree of sprawling branches
With thighs pressed against sinuous gnarled roots,
Our heads nodding and shaking with whurring yellow leaves
Adorning our heads and fluttering off into the river beside us,
Only to stick to...
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Categories:
clang, socialtree, community, tree, spoken word,
Form:
Free verse
The Cat In the Hat Restaurant
Hungry for sure
We sat on our seats.
Hungry we were
For 'Cat In The Hat' eats.
Sally and I
And our fish on a date,
Wondering why
Such a long wait,wait,wait.
We were hungry and late
And the wait we did hate.
But after...
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Categories:
clang, food, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
Birth and Spread of Covid19
Neither the clang of swords, nor the rattle of guns
Nor the devastating drop of bombs nor bomber’s motion
But a hush-hush research in quiet laboratory in a far corner
Producing mass-killing virus to infect and spread afar
To...
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Categories:
clang, sad, war,
Form:
Free verse
Sick Child
Child lying
In a deep pallor
Looking out of a balcony
The last greeting
To island nature
Sunset is preparing
To surrender to the darkness
The gloomy and regal laurel
And the flight of the swifts
In the gulf and the plain
Sitting with a...
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Categories:
clang, beautiful, cancer, child, death, hope, inspirational love,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Urban Morning Sound
hear others out there, just beyond my wall-wrapped sharing space
they break on through, sneaking inside my head
far above, front-nosed pilots point high-flying seated people tubes
passengers squeezed in tight, some...
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Categories:
clang, day, Lullaby, morning, sound, urban,
Form:
Verse