Long Graffitied Poems
Long Graffitied Poems. Below are the most popular long Graffitied by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Graffitied poems by poem length and keyword.
TomlinsonWhen we first met, 2012 was abstract chalk on the sidewalk. He began leaving his soul, but making sure it wasn't permanent like lies girls have told a thousand times. He began teaching...
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Categories:
graffitied, deep, desire, for him, romantic,
Form:
Blank verse
In the Lord Line BuildingThere's a feeling of sadness
Mixed with a wistful awe
As we pick our careful way
Across a rubble strewn floor.
An eerie sort of half light,
As though hiding from the day,
Hiding our history until
It's finally thrown away.
This building...
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Categories:
graffitied, change, fishing, memory, remember,
Form:
Rhyme
Pompeii
"POMPEII"
Her name was Pompeii
and I her mother,
loving her beyond measure,
took great angst, my heart bursting
from the betrayal -
she, taking several lovers
basking in the underworld
where men are fickle
leaving unfinished poems
on walls shaking like loins
buried deep...
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Categories:
graffitied, dark, imagery, romance, symbolism,
Form:
Romanticism
The Morning ManHe greeted me when we met this morning,
No handshake.
Just a 'Hello'
And while we stood there,
In perfect stance,
I studied him a bit more.
He seemed calm, cool and collected,
And yet, his eyes revealed immature youth.
He seemed...
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Categories:
graffitied, allegory, remember, symbolism, youth,
Form:
I do not know?
Charlie's Old BarCharlie’s got an old bar outside of town.
It’s pretty seedy and plenty run down.
Characters who don’t lightly suffer fools
go there to drink whisky and to shoot pool.
Some huffy stuffy ladies from up-town
decided one day they’d...
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Categories:
graffitied, appreciation, art, nostalgia, old,
Form:
Rhyme
For ShameFor Shame
Their cold bronze eyes stare out at us from busy thoroughfare
Heroic gaze and presence met with apathetic stare
The marble plinths now stained with piss record with misery
Of truth and Kings and Glorious...
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Categories:
graffitied, politicalmen, men,
Form:
Rhyme Royal
JazzHis hand is strafing the castellation on his trumpet, the valves moving up down up down like deranged pistons under the random machine gun fire of his fingers. Each note is a projectile that concusses...
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Categories:
graffitied, appreciation, art, imagery, inspiration, music, night, sound,
Form:
Haibun
Footprints
There is a sense of trespass
on this frost enameled morning
as I leave my footprints graffitied
across the white grass,
sending the noise of every step
to crunch my presence
into a wide, frozen silence.
I stop, marooned...
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Categories:
graffitied, beauty, morning, time,
Form:
Free verse
This Old HouseI - this vacant building, dilapidated by years and cold inadvertence.
Obscurities dance in my eaves, ravenous belfry bats, scouring dusk -
Notions, plans, dreams, impulses -...
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Categories:
graffitied, analogy, growth, introspection, love, metaphor, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
Untitled 28The ledge is where it begins
and ends. She feels her slip rise,
her rusted wings quiver into use.
She knows the wind has a language
of its own too. Its trusted wet tongue fills
its mouth. She could never...
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Categories:
graffitied, life,
Form:
Prose Poetry
CShe sits on the train looking out at the rain
Another crap day full of pain
The appointment is booked and she’s running late
She wants to throw up and make it all go away...
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Categories:
graffitied, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
GorbalsThe stench of urban decay winds thick
and rank through squalid, narrow
streets christened with booze and urine,
permeating decades of neglect.
A drunken derelict slurs enthusiastic
amens in hopeful penance at a rabid
street-corner prophet spitting frothy...
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Categories:
graffitied, people, places, travel, urban,
Form:
Free verse
Tongue Firmly In CheekWhat delights await
those who punctuate
with alacrity and precision.
And reserve for those who don't,
or won't, their enmity and derision.
For there's nothing worse
than a rhyme, or verse,
that lacks its proper meaning,
a missed comma here, parenthesis there,
it really...
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Categories:
graffitied, fun, literature,
Form:
Free verse
Missive 2The hate of time havocs foolish fate
And I, no one's blank slate
Will not my conscience hesitate
Or cast my eyes down at evening's gate.
You are neither victim nor demon since
You of your error is unconvinced
I am...
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Categories:
graffitied, friendship, on writing and words, time,
Form:
Verse