Long Steppes Poems
Long Steppes Poems. Below are the most popular long Steppes by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Steppes poems by poem length and keyword.
Sunflowers
“Sunflowers”
She planted the seeds
in their minds
that perhaps
something of beauty
could come from the bad time
could grow there
in their dead pockets
spreading like wildfire
futile men in their beds of disarray
across the battlefields of Magog
Sunflowers
faces turned...
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Categories:
steppes, humanity, peace, war,
Form:
Free verse
Deathbeds In the Desert -
The sand is stained red
with our bygone blood,
the blood that brought us from Ararat to the Alti,
a tribe trekking intrepidly through the Eurasian terrain,
caravans of Caucasians clad with Celtic tartan twills
plaids upon the pale horse...
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Categories:
steppes, creation, history, western,
Form:
Epic
Me very late mum, a funereal day
Me very late mum, a funereal day...
courtesy latitudinarian, nonestablishmentarian,
sexagenarian, and Unitarian son
and modest mastermind maven maverick.
Another anniversary of her death occurs
upon advent of
May fourth two thousand and five,
not quite seventy years since her...
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Categories:
steppes, absence, age, america, anniversary, atheist, birth, death,
Form:
Rhyme
Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
solyant green the 666 is money the dollar sign the number on the bill the id
card the birth date and now the phone number all these...
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Categories:
steppes, death, devotion, religion,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Curse of Conquerors Past, Part I
I write this down not knowing what to think,
or how to make sense of what I went through,
my name is Blake Jones, I was S.A.S.,
and everything that I write here is true.
This tale tells how...
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Categories:
steppes, adventure, conflict, dark, evil, history, scary, war,
Form:
Epic
The Subject of Rosebuds
Rosebuds draft in scarlet, crimson, or maroon,
dreams to capture the viewer's point of view,
as its blossom's sheath their basis to its prune,
magnificent achievers rise in rows queue,
as the loss of age cast their field of...
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Categories:
steppes, beautiful, flower, growth, rose,
Form:
Ottava rima
Tale of Death's Challenge
So when the webbed-tide snares the lunars nether recesses in its glow casting shadows that arise among the craggs wedged beside some cliffs of common confirmed debris of the unnamed fallen heaps of mucked mired...
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Categories:
steppes, dark, death,
Form:
Metrical Tale
Photonic Participle
In the quiet whispers of dreams,
I dance with shadow's ebonescence,
as photonic particle - collider,
photosynthesis derider,
unveiling...
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Categories:
steppes, art,
Form:
Ballad
A White Rose In the Dark of Night
Silence as the days go by
A world were kindness is no more
But one maiden He could adore
So pure as not able to lie
She could sing as thou no voice could be heard
As He would describe...
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Categories:
steppes, lost love, passion, sad, wedding, sound, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Forest Sun
Forest Sun
Laid out to pasture the company doesn’t want us
We got our severance pay then thanked them
Like they thanked us the day they made us sign
We belonged to them then we were slaves
Made to work...
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Categories:
steppes, anger, angst, break up, loss,
Form:
Free verse
Palm History Awash With Drips
Courtesy handy dandy
palmar hyperhidrosis
impossible mission to defeat
except poe wet tickly
even courtesy drysol.
(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly
tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained...
words,...
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Categories:
steppes, 11th grade, 12th grade, abuse, anger, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
You Can Feel Them On The Wind
Umbilical umbrellica of umbral phantanes
"Anjelsmoth Banjitreel Naievae"
These are the spasmodic words you cause in me,
dare to ascertain in my exotic condition
of your cusping contain
My darkroom...
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Categories:
steppes, art,
Form:
Rhyme
Genghis Khan
Ride, ride, ride thou figure from the East
In thy curse hath many a mother wept
On thy brow the furrows of distant steppes
Yield unto a steely mask of doom
Destruction follows in thy path and yet
Methinks I...
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Categories:
steppes, adventure, education, history, writing,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Palm History Awash With Drips
(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly
tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained...
words, which this Engelbert
Humperdinck singer/songwriter,
(whose name inexplicably popped
into the mind of this...
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Categories:
steppes, analogy, atheist, boat, creation, funny, gospel, literature,
Form:
Free verse
Endless Cruel Laughter
Sgt. Bedlam of heavy artillery reporting sir
Bedlam I want you to pick the runt of the litter
and turn him into an agent assassin
with the clandestine power of hypnotism
yes Generalissimo I am here to obey
decked...
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Categories:
steppes, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
The Love of Tiamat
behold now everything on this earth;
the fields with abundance of grain,
palm-grove harvests rich and fruitful,
the forests that separate kingdoms and the fires that...
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Categories:
steppes, mythology,
Form:
I do not know?
Me Late Mum, a Holly Day Mastermind Maven Maverick
Way back before this baby boomer waz astute
countless decades before aye became long in the tooth,
and also prior tomb ma sporting dentures to boot
fond memories rush more than so far back
envisioning illusory wind blown steppes
(wait...this...
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Categories:
steppes, age, angel, childhood, christmas, dad, fantasy, satire,
Form:
Light Verse
Perpendicular
Bothersome boats of pickles can sail away with their self inflated ideology. Whilst free-falling atoms can give a lovely fragrance at any time of the year. At any given moment it is wise to watch...
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Categories:
steppes, beach, , literature,
Form:
I do not know?
Souls and Bodies We'Ll Lay Down
“Souls and Bodies We’ll Lay Down”
Ominous clouds have
Invaded my soul;
Thrust swords into my heart.
Darker than the midnight air.
Stars gone forever more.
Bloodied hands in my dreams.
I dream not of tranquility
But of lightning and thunder
Pain and...
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Categories:
steppes, courage, emotions, peace, poems, political, strength,
Form:
Free verse
In the depths of the night, when the stars dim their light and dreams unfurl their wings
In the depths of the night, when the stars dim their light and dreams unfurl their wings,
I venture to the hidden realms of the soul, where nostalgia weaves its web,
Like a melancholic treasure gathered through...
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Categories:
steppes, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Belizean Blend
BELIZEAN BLEND
In the beginning it was the Yucatec, the Mopan and Kekchi as well
Who came from the steppes of Asia where nomads dwell
They fished and farmed milpas, in paradise; away from hell
Some building...
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Categories:
steppes, community, poetry, political, society,
Form:
Epic
They Were
They Were
They were boys going over the top to die in their tens of thousands in the mud of the Somme. ...
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Categories:
steppes, history, military, violence, war, drug,
Form:
Free verse
Beneath the evening's astral embroidery, the kiss was born timidly
Beneath the evening's astral embroidery, the kiss was born timidly,
A spark of hope, golden and gentle, in the fabric of the ephemeral.
A celestial arch, lips slowly bend towards the sea, aspiring to eternity,
And they withdraw...
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Categories:
steppes, future,
Form:
Free verse
Beneath the evening's astral embroidery, a kiss blossomed shyly
Beneath the evening's astral embroidery, a kiss blossomed shyly,
A spark of hope, golden and gentle, in the fabric of the fleeting.
An arching celestial, lips gently incline towards the sea, aspiring to eternity,
And retreat serene, with...
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Categories:
steppes, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
Snow Lepard Ii
SNOW LEOPARD II
My name is Asa!
I am a conjured spirit and an evolving
reality in the frigid taiga landscape between
Angaraland to the north and the Kazakh Steppes
to the south! The indigenous people say I am...
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Categories:
steppes, magic,
Form:
Free verse