Long Fifes Poems
Long Fifes Poems. Below are the most popular long Fifes by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Fifes poems by poem length and keyword.
The Winds of TimeOne day I was passing time
And wrote these words upon the lines,
I know not where they came you see
The Winds of Time were there for me.
If I could open a door to the past
And there...
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Categories:
fifes, imagination, inspirational, visionary, me, war, family, prayer,
Form:
Verse
You Are a FlyerWhy is everyone more worried
about another's attire
Is their own life so bleak and
dire
You help them climb higher and
higher
While we wallow in their mire
Is their life what you desire
What is it you are...
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Categories:
fifes, creation, inspiration, inspirational, judgement, philosophy, symbolism, visionary,
Form:
Rhyme
Spirit In the FluteI walk an already trodden path...
Uncertain, of future lives that lie ahead
But, in faith I close these earthly Ojibwa eyes
In trill, thus, I hear the old ways in your presence amidst Chinook winds
As harmonic they...
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Categories:
fifes, native american, autumn,
Form:
Ode
American Civil War ReassessedThe seeds of self-destructive strife
Were sown soon after drums and fifes
Extolled success from breaking free
From Britain's aristocracy.
The Constitution's writ accedes
Peculiar Institution's needs:
Proportional House seats would be
Increased counting slave property.
Cross purposes within the cloth
Of nationhood revealed...
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Categories:
fifes, conflict, destiny, military, patriotic, political, slavery, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Last Journey, the Geat WarBeating drums mark his last march and fifes play lowly, a breeze blows on blackthorn blossoms,
Raised high above on hardened shoulders for the mourning march, that slowly glides him along,
A hero, a name carved in...
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Categories:
fifes, adventure,
Form:
Blank verse
The Last JourneyBeating drums mark his last march and fifes play lowly, a breeze blows on blackthorn blossoms,
Raised high above on hardened shoulders for the mourning march, that slowly glides him along,
A hero, a name carved in...
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Categories:
fifes, sad, father, father, men,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Wright's Tavern, MorningThe British were coming.
As dawn's cold fingers
clawed the eastern sky,
men scurried to their stations,
all too aware of the rhythmic crump
of that ugly distant drumming.
The Threat was inching closer,
a...
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Categories:
fifes, history,
Form:
Free verse
Lust In LoveWriggled in her arms.
Lost in an adventure of romance, moving far afield.
Though I have no weakness for writing,
my story got underway.
Wallowing in the admiralty of her beauty
Adorned with beautiful antique ornament
Adulterated with the laudable...
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Categories:
fifes, anxiety, for her, girlfriend, love, soulmate, sweet,
Form:
Free verse
Music ChildI hear the music calling me
From the smooth and shiny rows of keys
The ebony and ivory
And all the melodies between
‘Come!’ it says, ‘And play a song
Upon your fingertips I’ll canter along.
Befriend the scales—arpeggios
Follow the tune...
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Categories:
fifes, music, heart, music, heart, life, music,
Form:
Personification
Shamrock ReflectionsRoads rising up from Irish mists in merry jigs
To the flowing tenor song
Sung by the River Boyne born from Tara's Keep
As Patrick's paschal fire
Weaves truth from stones of blarney
And lucky charms of Erin's spring
Cloth hills...
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Categories:
fifes, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
A Celebration of LifeI love life, that's probably apparent
By the happiness in all my poems
When I make my final curtain call
Want the biggest celebration known
Don't want none of that mourning stuff
No sad songs, no shedding of tears
Just want...
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Categories:
fifes, life,
Form:
Quatrain
A Celebration of LifeI love life, that's probably apparent
By the happiness in all my poems
When I make my final curtain call
Want the biggest celebration known
Don't want none of that mourning stuff
No sad songs, no shedding of tears
Just want...
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Categories:
fifes, life, day,
Form:
Quatrain
Joys21 Aug 2017 - Sonnet
When all the joys you ever chased in life
were bait that NEVER came without a hook -
high-market hucksters charming you with fifes
that drove thirst mad (and all done by the book),
the...
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Categories:
fifes, culture,
Form:
Sonnet