Long Syll Poems

THE   IRISH GARDEN

Created  by  God but designed by me  -  my garden       (13  syll )
It was intended as Helen’s  playground ...

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Like footprints paved in
the snow in the driveway coat-
ed by fresh blankets 
of white descending snow flakes
in the morning, I know they 

are still there. Like the 
trees bright with vibrant leaves fall-
en by winter...

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The brooding lips of night, her frown
when puffs of smoke dot blue sky's crown,
stars bleed in ink as all blooms yield
for the temptress of darkened field.
Then howling breeze dressed in gray shawl,
droops longingly to trace...

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I
Speak
To
You
I
Am 
An-
Gry
At 
You
Could
We 
Talk
La-
Ter
Be-
Cause
You 
Hurt
Me
With
Words
I
Cuss
And
I
Am
So...
so...
So-
Rry...
I
Am
Ig-
Nor-
Ant
and
Sel-
fish
I
Love
You,
Dad...
I 
Love
You,
Mom...
But
I 
Am 
One 
With
Me.
I
Feel 
Ha-
Ppy...
No 
Lo-
Nger 
Su-
i-
ci-
dal
or
Sad
As
I 
Was
Be-
fore
You
Are 
My
Par-
ents
And
I 
Should
Have 
Ho-
Nored
You
Be-
tter
Than 
This...
I 
Am
The 
Mo-
Nster
I
Am 
Un-
Loved
But,
I 
Am
Be-
lo-
ved...
which
means
Day_
Vid_
Will_
I-
Am_
One
Syll-
A-
Ble
Seems
Too
Li-
ttle
for
I...
See...
The...
Light...
So...
Bright...
so......
Me-smer-i-zing....
I a-pol-o-gize...
For be-ing rude...
My a-tti-tude...
Stunk like dung...
Some-thing went wrong...
I
Am
One
With
Me.
I 
Am 
One 
With 
All.
But. I. Must....

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9:11 PM on 9/11

(1st line: 9 syllables
2nd line: 11 syll.'s

1st line: 9 syllables
2nd line: 11 syll.'s
etc.)

I give honor to those heroic 
Individuals who have sacrificed their lives 

Thanks, everyone, who viewed this day with
Reverence, consideration...

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I laid my back on the soft sofa bed
To draw myself out from stress and sadness
But inklings with regrets whirled in my head.

Was dreaming to become a deaconess
For a full-time worker in God’s service
What if...

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This verse has syllables: 4, 5, 1

(Pattern of syll.’s: 4, 5, 1, 4, 5, 1, etc.)



Firemen burning
Books without a care
Hmm…
Four fifty one
Degrees burn its proof! – 
Naught!
The books, priceless
With knowledge and words
Typed,
But left unread, 
In...

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ababbccdcd 8or10 syll.


Autumnal Coolness

Poetry and life come close to relief
Cool delicate breeze wisp away my cares
Autumn processes dormancy upon leafs
Crisp crackles under foot reminds me, pears!
Juicy sweet tart pears enough to share

Wind in the fair...

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ALBERT EINTEIN


The great soul who changed
The way we looked at ‘Nature’
With strange, mind-boggling concepts.

Space, time and  even  science
Never looked  the same, after him.
Earth-shaking results followed.

He was not a mere maverick, but a...

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