Long Tunics Poems
Long Tunics Poems. Below are the most popular long Tunics by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Tunics poems by poem length and keyword.
Femme Fatale
Femme Fatale By A Wishing Well
(In The Wastelands Of War)
Warm as breath on placid skin,
Soft as gentle summer rains,
Loud as natures angry clouds
That gather in ambushed lanes,
To confer with the wounded boys
Whose...
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Categories:
tunics, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Soul Stance River - 11
Suddenly, two Indian boys throw themselves into the water like meteors
swiming towards camp chatty as prarie dogs,
they hail from a Teton encampment of 74 lodges a few miles up river
most of the men are feeling...
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Categories:
tunics, adventure,
Form:
Epic
Wizards and Witches
I'd love to paint, a picture for you, of images in my head.
Of a quirky old town, I'll set the scene, as you rise from a crooked bed.
The room you're in, whilst large in size,...
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Categories:
tunics, adventure, color, magic,
Form:
Rhyme
The World Around Us
Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and curled,
stray stars and stripes adorning,
sent from the netherworld.
I wander through...
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Categories:
tunics, earth, environment, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Sea Impression
Wave a sea softened
and a pain and a tenderness
...
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Categories:
tunics, allegory, angel, baptism, beach, beautiful, beauty, butterfly,
Form:
Ballade
A Glimpse of Heritage
A GLIMPSE OF HERITAGE
To Visit the past, is to understand your future.
The storm was moving away, the noise no longer pounding,
Sky turned blue from dark, thunder abating, hail disappearing,
I took refuge under a bridge during...
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Categories:
tunics, future,
Form:
Rhyme
Fashion In My Family
My grandparents lived on farms – both sides of my family.
My mother’s parents and my father’s parents.
Overalls and button down shirts with pockets
Work boots for grandpas
Except my single grandpa did get dressed up fancy
For Saturday...
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Categories:
tunics, family, fashion,
Form:
Free verse
Sleepless In Whereis Part 1
I’m stealing through a twilit realm, the ancient pale of Whereis,
passing chambers of an Heiress
(though no need to feel embarrassed)
through a magic mystic mirror hanging curtainless.
A glimpse near naked alleyways (denuded by the moon) ex-
poses...
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Categories:
tunics, fantasy, me,
Form:
Rhyme
The Idiot and the Oddity Part 2
Page 4
They do not move a muscle
Nor give...
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Categories:
tunics, adventure, betrayal, funny, hero, humorous, war,
Form:
Epic
A Pea Is Leaping
One two three pea leap. Wow. A slip knot is neither a sleep nor a striped strap. But stealing from an arsenal area is not a wonderful idea is it really? Well come on....is it?...
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Categories:
tunics, age, allah,
Form:
I do not know?
Part 2: As English As Sausage, Egg, Chips and Peas
Then the guns roared!! and it was hard to distinguish the
Hush from the roaring; the two seemed almost
Indistinguishable.
Was it the roaring, I wondered, or was it the hush that was
The more...
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Categories:
tunics, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
Brutus Iulius Trois Page 04
Brutus Iulius Trois Page 04
Venus hastened to answer Aurora
You still weep for Memnon but where is Memnon's grave?
the squalling Memnonides yearly honor an empty tomb
Immortal Memnon dwells in the hall of slain heroes
disporting himself...
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Categories:
tunics, history,
Form:
Epic
Castles
Castles
Medieval towns, the citadels,
as fortified large ornates fascinate,
Engulfed my flaming true passion
that still echoes inside huge walls,
Sound of glittering brave swords
that took to a cowardly deceit,
Condemned moonlight
as we met used to greet,
Midnight shadows over walls...
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Categories:
tunics, lost love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
Borodino Part 1 By Mikhail Lermontov
Guv, tell me, not without the reason
our Moscow in the fired treason
was burnt and left for French.
Oh, there were fights I see their splendours
so awesome and we have the embers,
No wonder Russia still remembers
Borodino’s...
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Categories:
tunics, anger, conflict, memory, murder, poetry, poets, war,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
Categories:
tunics, happiness, life, people
Form:
Shape
Song of Great War
The books they read were of the past,
of heroes charging to the last,
of native men in native lands
defeated by heroic bands
of horses, sword and flashing lance,
red tunics danced victories dance,
so when for them the bugle...
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Categories:
tunics, anger, angst, soldier, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Eat My Earth
Green rolling ember sparks desire
Wrapping around broken clam shells on beds of dirty brown cracking leaves.
Roots slither down and out
Fingers clawing their way to the anti-surface of eternity’s chambers.
Feeling as if it was never going...
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Categories:
tunics, earth, earth day, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Out of Trenches
Out of Trenches (WW1)
Out of trenches, we met face to face,
A young Soldier, probably about my age.
With rifle in hand we quavered,
My head, urging me to engage.
Our tunics were muddied and damp,
The ground soft and...
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Categories:
tunics, conflict, courage, death, feelings, heartbreak, soldier, world
Form:
Rhyme
Snake:A Creature So Amazing
One sunny afternoon, I coiled
in the grass, and later wriggled
my way through the woods,
though scaly and limbless I am,
yet uniquely created and
outstanding among beasts.
My charming rhythmic
movement caught the attention
of the hunter, who though struck
by awe,...
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Categories:
tunics, nature,
Form:
Prose
Red
The dream when the moon sneaks in my room,
I feel it in my heart and soul.
I see the red string floating, guiding, leading me away.
I'm walking, searching, looking when,
I hear the ocean calling,
Leading me to...
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Categories:
tunics, destiny, dream, emotions, family, feelings, history, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
only the birds love us
I’m watching a journalist from France 2 or 3,
I watch Olivier Ménard from the TV l'équipe
I spoke to my conscientious mechanic on Thursday,
I observe the little baker who thinks alone,
I read the Blue Tunics,...
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Categories:
tunics, 9th grade, bird, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Some See
Some See
David J Walker
Some see sun
Some see none
some
see
the sum of
light and countable
luminations
Some see night
and fear
As the first creation
Falling near
Failing feint
supplications
Some see music ...
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Categories:
tunics, light,
Form:
Free verse
Estimating Nine Months From Eskimo Kisses
ESTIMATING NINE MONTHS FROM ESKIMO KISSES
TUNDRA tunics
tendered,
holding hot
homeothermic
sentient swaddling,
stirred with
warm waves of
cocoa cresting charm,
bathed in barometric
swoon.
sweetheart neckline
netted nefariously
close -
charm capitulated.
frowns forever forlorn,
as aromatics allure —
cologne colonization,
fever-pitch
of friendship,
not so subtly
sensuous —
harbored hashtag,
blue breath
below freezing —
frenetic, freeing
OF...
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Categories:
tunics, relationship, winter,
Form:
Alliteration