Long Hap Poems
Long Hap Poems. Below are the most popular long Hap by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Hap poems by poem length and keyword.
The Queens Conjurer
All things that glow and move,
all things that change and pass,
I gather their delight
as in a burning-glass;
Judith Wright
The Queen's Conjurer
1.
'Given to magic and uncanny arts'
'Art mathematical' to make strange works
Genius of movement artificial
Mechanical scarab...
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Categories:
hap, betrayal, dark, mystery, wisdom,
Form:
Epic
Geoffrey Chaucer translations 2 by Michael R Burch
"Cantus Troili" from "Troilus and Criseyde"
by Petrarch
translation by Geoffrey Chaucer
modernization by Michael R. Burch
If there’s no love, O God, why then, so low?
And if love is, what thing, and which, is he?
If love is good,...
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Categories:
hap, death, drink, earth, god, love, lust, sorrow,
Form:
Rhyme
They Are More Than Just Rocks
Once there was a woman
Who hap to pass this way,
She examined all the rocks she could
To pass the time of day.
With each stone she did pick up,
She felt the weight of time,
T'was just as if...
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Categories:
hap, adventure, imagination, nature,
Form:
Verse
Into Slow Void, I Challenge Time
Cruelest thoughts overwhelm
beyond the patrol
beyond the drowning sunlight
firelight creeping up my back,
grab your camera and attack
a moment that doesn't hear
the glowing blue
I should have kept in a faerie jar
ajar is my mind,
hinges broken, hinges built
100...
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Categories:
hap, addiction, death, grief,
Form:
Free verse
Happy Or Depressed
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Ha
Hap
Happ
Happy
Happy o
Happy or
Happy or d
Happy or de
Happy or dep
Happy or depr
Happy or depres
Happy or depress
Happy or depresse
Happy or depressed
Happy or depresse
Happy or depress
Happy or depres
Happy or depre
Happy or depr
Happy or dep
Happy or de
Happy or d
Happy...
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Categories:
anxiety, depression, emotions, encouraging, endurance, happy, today,
Form:
Shape
My Only Childhood Friend That Never Threw Me Away
She's on the Verge
Joe cool
She talks to her hand
like seriously duh
the joke im not telling
we used to be witches writing poetry in coffee shops
smoking pot in serene gardens
and if it wasn't for Ginger my dog
that...
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Categories:
hap, hope, life, people, beautiful, me, beautiful, love,
Form:
Free verse
My Son From Early To Present
he is a god
given hap
piness in
my life
before
he could
even speak
english he told
me his very
first German
joke and where
he learned German
is beyond
me and i must
say he is in no
way part of my
gene puddle
deep and or from
the...
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Categories:
hap, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Put On a Happy Face
Put on a happy face
when I release taut fingers
from your pallid cheeks.
Promises and empty lies
are sported clichés
that spoil a silenced vocabulary.
A quieted understanding we've
vocally committed to;
barks a matted-jackal’s constitution -
perceiving morose consequences
of blind...
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Categories:
on writing and words, happy, happy,
Form:
Free verse
Four Letters Spelling Blah
Four Letters Spelling Blah...
generally define mine anatomical phooey zook
corporeal status, essentially feeling like gook,
not my usual babbling brook
self, thus finds yours truly whooshing, he
could wave a magic wand (all thee
while exjaculating abra
cud dab bra, or...
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Categories:
hap, angel, endurance, father, how i feel, metaphor,
Form:
Bio
Four Letters Spelling Blah
Four Letters Spelling Blah...
generally define mine anatomical phooey zook
corporeal status, essentially feeling like gook,
not my usual babbling brook
self, thus finds yours truly whooshing, he
could wave a magic wand (all thee
while exjaculating abra
cud dab bra, or...
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Categories:
hap, angel, endurance, father, how i feel, metaphor,
Form:
Bio
Road To Recovery Still Battling Empty Nest Syndrome 1st Twitter
many a december twenty forth gone by,
whence wisp of carolers ghosts hauntingly adorn
remembrance of sum...
er things passed along tummy
from ma late ma alm
compunction eruption viz:
fruition, gumption interruption
sans redemption how became re:...
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Categories:
hap, 8th grade, courage, farewell, father daughter, growing
Form:
Free verse
The Game, Playing the Game
'I want you to use all your powers and your skills
I don’t want his mother to see him like this
Look, look how they massacred my boy'...
Don Corleone (Marlon Brando) in “The Godfather”
-------------------------------------------------------
Playing the game. It's...
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Categories:
hap, loss, son,
Form:
Free verse
Poetry Soup
friendship, imagery, imagination, inspiration, muse, poetry, word play,
Poetry Soup ©
Posting of one’s poem has come to be an inspiring word play
We’ve read one another’s word/worked poetry world wide
We first draft and so fine-tuned our poems...
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Categories:
hap, friendship, imagery, imagination, inspiration, muse, poetry, word
Form:
Free verse
Fracture
Fracture
The night has broken herself,
thinking of you.
Even now,
no solace
for the fiery pocket of hate
that I hold in my fists
still burning.
I played the piano
side-by-side with her,
Easter Sunday
where no sun broke
through
the ossuary
you called our...
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Categories:
hap, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Bedeviled By Fatigue
Assumption begot,
that cumulative generations
bred tiredness weariness zap
ping ability to remain awake,
nope even enough energy
to feign...
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Categories:
hap, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 5th
Form:
Imagism
Baton Ruler
HE FLOW PROMISES IN FAVOUR OF PEOPLE.
BUT THE TIME WAS TO EARN VOTES FROM PEOPLE.
HE WAS AGAINST THE BRUTE AND ABUSIVE ACTIONS.
WAS NOT HAP BUT NOURISH HIS IMAGE FOR THE NASTY ELECTIONS.
PROGRESS AND PEACE...
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Categories:
hap, community, conflict, confusion, depression, fate, fear, words,
Form:
ABC
Middle of the Road
I drink poetry and excrete it in my imagination to the taste of soup, inspiration in my gutter of sky, the farces run the barn of wood crawling fingers, digging deep into the fury velvet...
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Categories:
hap, imagery, lonely, lust, , western,
Form:
Ballad
Rescue Squad-16 - Part 2
Ok let's go up to the fire tower, talk with Ranger Ricky, Heh, heh,. What's so funny Harry. When I was a kid we use to watch the Ranger Ricky Show. He would run Popeye...
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Categories:
hap, life, nature, birthday, morning,
Form:
Narrative
Whore In the Fog
WHORE IN THE FOG
All evening fog is settled from the ground,
not right in where it goes, nor where it's found;
the Seine makes distance to each barren tree
unmeasured from the mind to what should be,
and blended...
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Categories:
hap, french, paris,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Amaranthine Temptress
You - amaranthine temptress!
Pay attention for a sec.
Let's give it a hap,
Ad-lib like vagabonds on the road,
Rambling to dusk in a single step,
Just before the first stars
Appear in our eyes,
With Jupiter for you under the...
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Categories:
hap, adventure, kiss, romantic, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
An Ode To a Witch
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poem By THOMAS LAM HSI
THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS...
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Categories:
hap, angel, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, birth,
Form:
Blank verse
Girl In Parisienne Fog
GIRL IN PARISIENNE FOG
All evening fog is settled from the ground,
not right in where it goes, nor where it's found;
the Seine makes distance to each barren tree
unmeasured from the mind to what should be,
and blended...
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Categories:
hap, absence, french, loneliness, sad love,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Grand Pa Falling Again-
I heard a weakened, hap tumbling
I had fell, I am falling
Someone here please catch me
I’m brittle boned can’t hardly see
Don’t quite know what’s wrong wit me
Got dizzy
When I thought of the fallen
Thinking of me falling
Much...
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Categories:
hap, adventure, analogy, feelings, grandfather,
Form:
Free verse
Whore In the Fog Monsieur L'Vampyre
WHORE IN THE FOG
All evening fog is settled from the ground,
not right in where it goes, nor where it's found;
the Seine makes distance to each barren tree
unmeasured from the mind to what should be,
and blended...
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Categories:
hap, abuse, beauty, black african american, deep, evil,
Form:
Ballade
Paris Whore In the Fog
PARIS WHORE IN THE FOG
All evening fog is settled from the ground,
not right in where it goes, nor where it's found;
the Seine makes distance to each barren tree
unmeasured from the mind to what should be,
and...
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Categories:
hap, absence, addiction, sad love,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter