Long Quite Poems
Long Quite Poems. Below are the most popular long Quite by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Quite 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:
quite, holiday,
Form:
Rhyme
Constructive CritismThere's consequences in all we say and do
Go forward and walk your walk and I'll go ahead and talk my talk
Quite distraught due to the fact that you're too good to be true
I...
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Categories:
quite, deep,
Form:
Free verse
More Pickles Than OneFor ten months now I’ve brooded over coming second place
in the pickle section deeming, it no less than a disgrace.
It was written plain and simple, so there can be no excuse,
that the pickles in this...
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Categories:
quite, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
The Sun's a Liar-Children's Story Short Contest-The Sun Is a Liar
It’s been quite some time since I've awoke early enough to meet the sun coming over the horizon. As I gazed out the window from my bedroom window seat, the sky...
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Categories:
quite, childhood,
Form:
Prose
The Night Before Christmas EveThe night Before Christmas Eve
By Franklin Price
12/17/2016
Prologue
The Night Before Christmas
A most famous of poems
Read to children aloud
By their parents in homes
To children who gather
'Round the brightly lit tree
To hear Santa is coming
Presents for...
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Categories:
quite, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
Gluttonous Connoisseur of Ethnic Culinary CuisinesYours truly would never be confused for a gourmand, nevertheless I could enjoy experiencing taste testing select food samples if offered an opportunity of attending a fancy feast viz smörgåsbord, whereby oral indulgence would arouse,...
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Categories:
quite, addiction, appreciation, birthday, blessing, chicago, dream, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
An Uppercut I RememberDad hit me only once, an upper cut to the solar plexus. It nearly lifted me off my feet. I was 17 then and already fairly tall, 6’1.” He was 48 and of medium height,...
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Categories:
quite, father son,
Form:
Blank verse
Kaos In -Part 5- Final PartHate the feelings of ew's and ugh's...let's pause before we put our paws on this unmanageable cause with silent applause (quiet interest or hushed enthusiasm)
What's the cause of these negative, gross, worthless flawful laws that...
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Categories:
quite, abuse, deep,
Form:
Free verse
Fully Employed NowHumanity keeps looking forward, toward the coming of a birth,
and we’re all deemed as equals on our first day on this earth,
but as the years go quickly by our lives become our own;
we’re seen as...
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Categories:
quite, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Patsy Foley Was Roly-Poly In 1947It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too much ravioli."
At first, no one could remember who started the...
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Categories:
quite, memory,
Form:
Prose
Poem Revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 At 1500 HoursPoem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours
Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women,
based upon a character
in The Impertinent Curious Man,
a story within a...
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Categories:
quite, absence, abuse, adventure, anger, black african american,
Form:
Rhyme
I Can'T Just Change Overnight Part 1(Inspired by my sister, Laura Breidenthal’s poem called “The Dream in His Eyes” and also, inspired by Disturbed’s song “Forsaken”. Special thanks to my sister for such an awesome poem and the writer that wrote...
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Categories:
quite, angst, dark, deep, depression, desire, loneliness, words,
Form:
Free verse
The Messenger
"The Messenger"
Love is rich with
venom and honey.
there was a female ...
snake,
it watched
with green-eyed
avarice, covetting
a dove’s nest
the dove,
was white as snow,
not young, getting on,
tiny flecks of grey
the dove
alone,...
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Categories:
quite, dark, journey, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
Who Put Luebella Down the Wych Elm
"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"
There are rumours
about me, some
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart
shaped planchettes
unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking
underfoot...
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Categories:
quite, muse, mystery,
Form:
Narrative
Food glorious foodFood glorious food
Asia generic guy gastronomy (and how gourmet foods eat destructively clearly beyond any) excess enthusiasm, the necessity to feed and clothe this lean mean exercising machine gunning corporeal essence christened Matthew Scott Harris...
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Categories:
quite, 12th grade, adventure, america, appreciation, blessing, celebration,
Form:
Rhyme
Doggerel IDoggerel I or Nonsense Verse
A$$tronomical
by Michael R. Burch
Einstein, the frizzy-haired,
proved E equals MC squared.
Thus, all mass decreases
as activity ceases?
Not my mass, my a$$ declared!
Bible Libel
by Michael R. Burch
If God
is good,
half the Bible
is libel.
I came up...
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Categories:
quite, dog, hilarious, humor, humorous, light, nonsense, nursery
Form:
Limerick
The Payload
"The Payload"
The payload
came crashing down
like rain expelled
from the fat belly
of a ruinous pregnant cloud
bilious with buxom promise
it came crashing down
like school fish released
from the tight confines
of a course rope...
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Categories:
quite, fantasy, muse, mystery, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
LimericksLimericks
by Michael R. Burch
Clyde Lied!
by Michael R. Burch
There once was a mockingbird, Clyde,
who bragged of his prowess, but lied.
To his new wife he sighed,
"When again, gentle bride?"
"Nevermore!" bright-eyed Raven replied.
The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch
The platypus,...
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Categories:
quite, giggle, light, nonsense, parody, silly, smile, word
Form:
Limerick
Frequency
“Frequency”
we are separated
from the others
by a thin membrane
electromagnetic
we are receptors
unignited ununited
only tuned into our own
frequency
existing to be lit
the fuses touching
reaching delicately
that which we do
and do not see,
believe
answers embedded
in tablets read...
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Categories:
quite, future, humanity, muse,
Form:
Narrative
Poems About DogsPoems about Dogs
This Dog
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Each morning this dog,
who has become quite attached to me,
sits silently at my feet
until, gently caressing his head,
I acknowledge his company.
This simple recognition gives my...
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Categories:
quite, animal, dog, friend, friendship, heart, joy, love,
Form:
Free verse
Blue Shotgun Lantana
"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire
"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns."
Charles Baudelaire
"Smell is a Word. Perfume is Literature."
"There are...
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Categories:
quite, muse, mystery, sensual,
Form:
Free verse
Forever
“Forever”
When The Terrors came,
The Uncontrollable Ones,
she closed her eyes
and listened for the notes
her mother had planted
amongst the deep blues,
beds of Forget-Me-Nots,
she followed the
labyrinthine trail
and through a gate unhinged,
it would seem destroyed, thrown aside,
she...
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Categories:
quite, dark, halloween, light, love, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
Impossible Mission To Captcha Infinitesimal MomentImpossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment
alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit;
ofttimes imagined as time thief.
Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...
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Categories:
quite, 12th grade, analogy, butterfly, death, farewell, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
Rum N Raisin 3 - the Cat Who Fell To EarthRaisin liked to make her bed upon a shelf up high
She said she likes the feeling that she’s almost in the sky
One day she fell and bonked her head and Rum could only stare
And wondered...
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Categories:
quite, cat, fantasy, nursery rhyme,
Form:
Narrative
Starting With BeginningsLeft:
Let's start at the beginning
of your ecotherapeutic day.
I'm talking today with Fr. Time,
Earth's only fully self-ordained ecotherapist,
and recently published author of
"Journals of MotherEarth."
We have no corporate sponsorships to report,
although we are for sale
especially if you're...
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Categories:
quite, gender, health, humanity, humor, integrity, perspective,
Form:
Prose Poetry