Long Rhymed Poems
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Sojourne
A few moments ago she floated in the womb still firmly attached to the
chord of nurture listening to heartbeats of comfort attached to couplets of repose
Rhymed and rhythmed in resounding simplicity negating dissonance still on
horizons
she splashed within the nick of time ticked at her own pace made light in sight of
a wondrous world of a few lullabies some fleeting memories clarions and clarity
a couple of major and minor scales weighing up and down in the music of being
Not long after a few tones later an elegy after she mused that life is finite and too
fugacious
Mime moost re cent poem titled
Mental Illness...Inherent Since Birth
fourth line down lacked an accidentally
ohm mitt head "rack", thus presenting dearth
of understanding, and
set in motion a domino effect
(hard to believe), but YES
offsetting tilt of the Earth,
hence an immediate necessity arose
to forewarn unsuspecting readers
experiencing swollen
gaseous equatorial (abdominal) girth
homeopathic remedy easily concocted
brewing herbal tea over hearth
(chamomile my favorite - with a dollop
of honey), a curative
that doth mesh well
synchronizing linkedin saw tooth
assemblage mitigating tell
tale grinding gears finds unwanted
frictional heat,
which haint so swell
possibly causing,
(when sprocket incorporated)
permanent chain damage
requiring extremely delicate
"heroic" measures to quell
hoop fully this poetic patch
doth not require ye tubby brash
boot more critical concern
would constitute head crash,
perhaps necessitating total revision
of poem whipped off in a dash
so concludes the rhymed reason
sent faster then
greased lightening doth flash.
~ PIZZA ~
P- Piping hot, pungently brought directly to your
alabaster cloth covered table.
I- Italian, intoxicating, heady aroma, I eat all that
I am physically able.
Z- Zestfully, I first sip some beautiful, heady, imported
chilled, Italian Chianti.
Z- Zealously, I eat it all, as for pizza, there is no food
that bewitching that makes a body so mighty.
A- Affection to Italy's gift to the planet, I say "Grazie per Pizza",
that makes this planet ever so sweet and totally smiley!
(In Memory of My Uncle~ Peter Marchetti)
May 21, 2020
9:30am PST
Poem# 1,285
(Rhymed)
I cry because you broke my new toy
That really hurts me a lot oh boy!
I'll go now and tell what you did to our Mother
What you just did one more time to me your brother
That's not a nice way for you anyone to treat
So from my room you stay away and retreat
I let you play with my he-man collection
And all you do is destroy them to my recollection
I have never broke any of your toys or dolls before
But you broke many of the robots that I play and store
Why you're so mean to me when I am just nice to you
You came in to my room and poured juice all over my iPad
I just wish I had a nicer sister and not a mean one like you,
Now you broke my new Nintendo machine and for this I'll get you one day.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,2,2014
In the ten years since I officially retired
Have had trouble keeping my old brain active
A major activity that's filled the void
It's poetry, which has kept my brain captive
Owe my well being to this wonderful site
Anxiously checking my inbox
To see who's sent me these glowing responses
Check it before putting on my socks
Addicted, I'd have to say that's true
But life would be quite boring without it
You all boost my ego every day
Might survive but I really kinda doubt it
So on my tombstone they'll probably inscribe
He died in an extremely poetic way
His last words rhymed as they closed the casket
“That's all I have to say today”
A Devotion Poem, FATE
(Written for my husband, Jim)
My beloved and I, with our hearts not only
aligned in love, but also in the empathy and
compassion grown in the fruits of our years
together, in needy as well as hopeful times,
hold in sight each other. Embrace.
At many points death could have come: there
was his heart attack and then my coma.
We have moved now, side close to side,
into the downstairs living room.
We have realized and shared that when
one of us is absent (perhaps being hospitalized)
, then there comes a void in the room,
affecting every difficult breath to
feelings of a hanging emptiness
in heart and soul. The walls stand cold
...but for God’s comfort, above and near,
present through our entreaties in prayer. Clutching.
And it is Fate with Faith that keeps those days
of missing each other from yet becoming
days of grieving any final loss.
We walk our days like a pair of massive,
aging elephants with our gray trunks
entwined; so large, the ground quivers
as we journey; and the absence of either one
of us seems to strike hours and poetry
out from the equation of life. Empty.
Since our meeting 40 years ago, to
our present togetherness and alertness
to each other’s needs, I wonder
if it was God’s planned fate for us
to be staying these years
together in His gracing love, helping
us through hard times, sculpting us
with our thanksgings. Revived.
We live a melody composed
by our omnipotent Lord. It has involved
no random accidents. The lyrics are
concise and rhymed. There are
many more refrains to sound
before the final note.
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(c) sally young Eslinger 5/12/21
Thanks be to God
The love I felt exists no more
I can’t believe we’re no more
Darling how can this even be
Don’t you even care and see
I sleep at night in such hopeless torment
My soul inside crying tears of sad lament
I once felt at the very pinnacle of my life
Now I hang my head only in fear and strife
The feeling, passion, and warmth are now all gone
We had such fun in love and life, now that’s gone
My hopes and emotions are awash in this strife
My desires and dreams are gone now in my life
I gave you all my love Darling straight from my heart
And you returned nothing Darling from the very start
My soul now cries so sadly in a most horrible hellish fire
Knowing my love remains unrequited and my soul on fire
The love I felt exists no more
I can’t believe we’re no more
Darling how can this even be
Don’t you even care and see
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 1, 2014 (Rhymed Lyric)
~Learning~
( A Rhymed Anaphora )
Learning everyday is good for you
Learning helps you to grow too
Learning is just a beautiful thing
Learning makes your heart and soul sing
Learning is something you should do everyday
Learning is something you're never too old to do
Learning helps meets better all the needs of your life
Learning can help you deal a lot better with all your strife
Learning from mistakes,and your past is a smart thing to do
Learning to respect yourself and others is also too
Learning should never for you ever stop
Learning can strenghten you and motivate you more to get to the top
Learning to see the difference from good and wrong is a must for you to
Learning when to go with the flow or not and deciding what's right is too
Learning can improve all the areas in your life so
Learning is one of the few ways you can grow
Learning all you can learn from everything you care is so cool
Learning is a long process that never ends because life is a long learning school
Learning is a process and a wonderful gift from God himself
Learning what you can from life, experiences, books, etc is important for yourself
Learning to take nothing for granted is very important
Learning to love, have faith and hope is something you can come by if you want
Learning from the Word of God can make you very wise
Learning of His divine Love and Salvation is so nice
Learning that He loves us very much is so awesome
Learning what I've learned have helped me to write for you this poem.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
June.30.2016
~Author's Notes :
The Anaphora poetry form or style in writing or speech, is the deliberate repetition of the first part of the sentence in order to achieve an artistic effect.
I'd find nirvana, if I could,
on distant coast by lapping bay,
far from all strain of daunting day.
Sustain no drama, as I should,
an ataraxis of my mind
that is a spot I'd wish to find.
If I ask you to join, you would
find full placidity flows not
from finding an idyllic spot.
Unlock this truth that long has stood:
it's good to know tranquility,
pursuing kind civility.
Concordant harmony is good;
it's worth our diamonds and bankroll
to own it in our inmost soul.
I'd find nirvana, if I could,
sustain no drama, as I should.
If I ask you to join, you would
unlock this truth that long has stood:
concordant harmony is good.
Lipogram
A lipogram is a composition from which the writer systematically omits a certain letter or letters of the alphabet (in this case, the letter 'e').
Constanza
Created by Soup's own Connie Marcum Wong, a Constanza consists of 3-line stanzas of 8-syllable lines, where the first lines of each stanza are monorhymed and combined to form the final stanza. The remaining lines of each stanza are rhymed couplets.
Where frozen embers still burn
Meeting you in life was an absolute delight,
Hearts rhymed perfect and eyes were bright,
Glow of a red blush on my face,
With your every blazing fiery embrace,
When souls took a far off flight,
There was a beauty even in the murky sight,
A tender heartache and you were there,
Those days certainly are lost somewhere,
Shunning the present and living in past,
Misery that would move the most obdurate heart,
No mold can shape as I quiver molten,
Memories of best times are frigid frozen,
Illusions of your breath every moment,
Diving deep into heart, flowing torrent,
Red running in my veins has turned auburn,
Frozen embers in my heart still slowly burn !
August 18th, 2014
Written for contest 'Where frozen Embers still burn'
By Gail Angel Doyle
Now entered for SKAT's "deep and dark" contest
Awarded 1st place win
Now entered for Rhonda's contest "Your most romantic poem of 2014"
Awarded 3rd place win
Now entered for "Love poems contest" by Alexis
Entered for "Favourite love poem" by Nayda
Awarded 1st place win
Entered for "Your absolute best" contest by The Seeker