Long Gold Poems
Long Gold Poems. Below are the most popular long Gold by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Gold poems by poem length and keyword.
Cymbric ValeI believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by …
comforts...
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Categories:
gold, holiday,
Form:
Rhyme
Childhood Dreams Part 1When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read and got lost in text
They supplied me with adventures
Secret journeys
Fun...
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Categories:
gold, childhood, cinderella, dream, fairy,
Form:
Free verse
Above UnderVerse 1: We held hands and I fell under your spell...you are the hell from above
My heart has turned to ashes, but I rose again like a Phoenix because of you and I's love
I bled...
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Categories:
gold, deep, desire, emotions, universe,
Form:
Lyric
Dragon StewOn an early morning just before school
My tummy is churning my head hurts too
My feet are cold my forehead is hot
I have a runny nose and a tongue with blue dots
“Mom come quick!” I helplessly...
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Categories:
gold, 4th grade, 5th grade, adventure, anxiety, bible,
Form:
Rhyme
Letters For People Part 4Dear people,
(Am i?) Mad it’s a conformist state?
A status that perpetuates people to pair, to compare, to prepare,
to perfect, before performance, …?
-sure hard to try...
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Categories:
gold, america, angst, business, confusion, feelings, poverty,
Form:
Epic
Emo LoveWith this needle and thread I stitch the wounds Avril left
but with this blade I angrily carve a new
rough, short, jagged adjacent from the bone in my wrist
for a reflection of our relationship
and an outlet...
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Categories:
gold, anxiety, beauty, emo, i love you, jealousy,
Form:
Narrative
Sappho TranslationsSappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch
A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!
*
Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch
She keeps her scents
in a dressing-case.
And her sense?
In some undiscoverable...
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Categories:
gold, girl, girlfriend, love, lust, sensual, woman, women,
Form:
Epigram
EpigramsEpigrams by Michael R. Burch
If brevity is the soul of wit
then brevity and levity
are the whole of it.
—Michael R. Burch
To write an epigram, cram.
If you lack wit, scram!
—Michael R. Burch
Conformists of a feather
flock together.
—Michael...
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Categories:
gold, bible, metaphor, philosophy, poetry, wisdom, words, writing,
Form:
Epigram
The Tea Party"Go on forth young graduates,
And show us who you are
You're now our future leaders
We know you will go far"
And so commencement ended
Pictures done and people changed
Now, off to private parties
All orderly pre-arranged
But four young girls...
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Categories:
gold, america, future, graduate, graduation, life, sad, society,
Form:
Epic
The Back BurnerI heard you calling my name in an echoing whisper
I saw a bird take wing in the whirling wind of disaster
I put my weary head on your broad shoulders
The moment we touched, I...
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Categories:
gold, deep, depression,
Form:
Lyric
Family PoemsFamily Poems
Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch
There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."
So more than "much, " much more than...
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Categories:
gold, child, childhood, family, father, father son, mother,
Form:
Rhyme
Open Oceans
"Open Oceans"
Kneeling on pearls
wisdom preys
praying
preying
hungry hearts
count the days
wasting away
in all that preying
for prayers
to be answered
children become
strangers
reading
strange words
finding
themselves puzzled
genuflecting to a deity
they do not know, nor wish to
fumbling
mouths closed,
swallowed hole
in the...
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Categories:
gold, journey, love, mother daughter,
Form:
Epic
Poems About FlowersLady’s Favor
by Michael R. Burch
May
spring
fling
her riotous petals
devil-
may-care
into the air,
ignoring the lethal
nettles
and may
May
cry gleeful-
ly Hooray!
as the abundance
settles,
till a sudden June
swoon
leave us out of tune,
torn,
when the last rose is left
inconsolably bereft,
rudely shorn
of every device but her thorn.
The...
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Categories:
gold, flower, june, rose, roses are red, spring,
Form:
Rhyme
Yellow Winged AngelI.
He was patient very-very
with child's tenderness in eyes
yellow winged angel's unwary,
He was living quiet in skies.
Without disputes, without roughness,
without want to weep and moan,
He was dreaming among heartless
building cloud castles alone.
He was waking up...
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Categories:
gold, abuse, angel, angst, philosophy, solitude, yellow,
Form:
I do not know?
THE LAST GOODBYEThis is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody.
...
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Categories:
gold, death, inspirational, loss, love,
Form:
Narrative
An Bee Cailleach
“Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo.
Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla.
Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.
Briseadh an tost seo”
"An Bee Cailleach"
She lives to...
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Categories:
gold, fantasy, imagery, joy, life, love, magic, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Fahr An' IceFahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch
From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...
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Categories:
gold, death, drink, fun, humor, humorous, light,
Form:
Light Verse
SnapshotsSnapshots
by Michael R. Burch
Here I scrawl extravagant rainbows.
And there you go, skipping your way to school.
And here we are, drifting apart
like untethered balloons.
Here I am, creating "art,"
chanting in shadows,
pale as the crinoline moon,
ignoring your face.
There...
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Categories:
gold, divorce,
Form:
Free verse
Rejection Slips 2Rejection Slips 2
The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,
the monthly penance
of flowers,
the annual wake,
the face in the...
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Categories:
gold, beauty, death, desire, life, longing, love, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Rejection Slips 3Rejection Slips 3
Rejection Slip
by Michael R. Burch
Whenever my writing gets rejected,
I always wonder how the rejecter got elected.
Are we exchanging at the same Bourse?
(Excepting present company, of course!)
When editors reject my poems, did I slip...
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Categories:
gold, death, desire, family, heart, life, longing, love,
Form:
Rhyme
ErinErin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch
All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...
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Categories:
gold, ireland,
Form:
Sonnet
Poems About ChildrenPoems about Children
The Desk
by Michael R. Burch
for Jeremy
There is a child I used to know
who sat, perhaps, at this same desk
where you sit now, and made a mess
of things sometimes.I wonder how
he learned at all...
He...
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Categories:
gold, boy, child, childhood, children, daughter, family, son,
Form:
Rhyme
Juvenilia: Early Poems ViJuvenilia: Early Poems VI
An Illusion
by Michael R. Burch
The sky was as hushed as the breath of a bee
and the world was bathed in shades of palest gold
when I awoke.
She came to me with the sound...
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Categories:
gold, poetry, poets, teen, teenage, write, writing, youth,
Form:
Rhyme
Limericks Iii - Grab BagLimericks III - Grab Bag
Being a peace activist, I once wrote a limerick in an attempt to stop needless wars:
Of Tetley’s and V-2's
(or "Why Not to Bomb the Brits")
by Michael R. Burch
The English are very...
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Categories:
gold, humor, humorous, light, nonsense, silly, war, writing,
Form:
Limerick
Poems About Fathers and Grandfathers IiiPoems about Fathers and Grandfathers III
Success
by Michael R. Burch
for Jeremy
We need our children to keep us humble
between toast and marmalade;
there is no time for a ticker-tape parade
before bed, no award, no bright statuette
to be delivered...
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Categories:
gold, family, father, father daughter, father son, fathers
Form:
Rhyme