The Last Dance of the Caravan: A Gypsy TragedyShe wore a ribbon red as flame,
he carved her secret in his name.
They danced beneath the open skies,
with stars like lanterns in their eyes.
The campfire laughed, the horses swayed,
the fiddles sang while nightbirds prayed.
Their vows were stitched with whispered thread,
"Till death," they swore, "no tears to shed."
But Fortune's wheel turned rough and wild--
the lawman came...
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Categories:
baby, boy, death, fate,
Form: Metrical Tale
The Caravan of StarsAlong the road where moonbeams spill,
the gypsy wagons wander still.
Their lanterns swing like fireflies caught,
each wheel a whisper, each song a thought.
The fiddler hums a ghostly tune,
that weaves beneath the weeping moon.
A tambourine keeps time with dreams,
and horses wade through silver streams.
No map can mark the path they tread,
no stone remembers where they led.
They chase...
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Categories:
dream, horse, moon, music,
Form: Metrical Tale
The Clearing: Part II_\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__
Curiosity engages the vacancies of the untried
...
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Categories:
inspirational, nature,
Form: Metrical Tale
The Clearing: Part I_\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__\0/__
A night is kept charged as a day loses its will
...
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Categories:
inspirational, nature,
Form: Metrical Tale
'A Riddle' from my Dreamwhere is she? where is she? asked the emperor
the lady with the candle must not be found...
do you think the captain of this ship is blind?
the anchored ship must not be caught...
the baby in the cradle starts to sob
but no one near must be found...
the red cap! the red cap! says the man...
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Categories:
12th grade, adventure, beauty,
Form: Metrical Tale
True StoryTrue Story
We were there in the beginning with the Father and His son, His Spirit all around us… in a world all of our own.The other angels, spiritual beings, created just like you and me, were our brothers and our sisters and we were happy, we were free!
The beautiful angel, Lucifer himself, began to...
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Categories:
bible, christian, creation, faith,
Form: Metrical Tale
The Undying Voices1952. Curfew was on and roads were vacant.
Some armed hands were still haunting there
To hush every possible roar or uprising rant
With the spiteful hammer of thunderous fear.
But a murmur of revolution was soon heard
As thousands of spirited people marched on
With the resilience of restoring their barred
Language from the threshold of extinction.
They protested peacefully carrying placard
Of...
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Categories:
conflict, history,
Form: Metrical Tale
The Eighth Note of OctavePray, spare this man of a rare calibre,
Fine, let him prove how good he’s as singer.
Soon as Malhar was sung, rain cooled the breeze,
Leaves perked up to listen from nearby trees,
Beats of Mridang on own began to play,
Soon as Jal-Tarang joined musical fray,
Birds of feathers flocked in droves to listen,
The music silenced stray...
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Categories:
history, music, silence,
Form: Metrical Tale
Wonders of LoveLife is short
But love can be shorter
I wonder if love could ever be overwhelming
I wonder if we could ever get tired of love
I wonder if we’d push people away because they love us
Is that what love is really about?
I wonder if the foundation of love could be mistrust
Re-echoing and resounding worst memories...
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Categories:
10th grade, best friend,
Form: Metrical Tale
Jair BolsonaroAmidst the storm of public unrest,
Bolsonaro took charge in Brazil's nest,
The race for president was questioned with zeal,
But Bolsonaro won, his opponents left to reel.
The world was watching, hopeful in wait,
For a leader who'd bring change, hope and fate,
But as the years passed by, it became clear,
This president was not the one, it was all...
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Categories:
memorial,
Form: Metrical Tale
There Was An Old Lady Who Lived In a HutI heard a story being told by a traveling man. He told of a story that was passed down from father to son for generations This story journeyed from country to country and was translated from 4 different languages.
As the story goes… there was an old lady who would go around the village asking for...
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Categories:
appreciation, friendship, society, symbolism,
Form: Metrical Tale
HeroSon of the rising sun; a child of prowess.
Hatched from the spawn of the raiders' conquest.
He rose from the trail of the claws that raid.
His sage was a tale that became a legend.
His serene spirit yearned for awareness.
He sailed across seas to muster the knowledge.
But his quest for freedom...
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Categories:
hero,
Form: Metrical Tale
Goddess From HeavenGoddess from heaven
with a top of golden;
Descended like an omen
to brighten the minds of men.
She sings deeply well;
She dances like an angel;
She acts like it's real
and casts away her spell.
Her beauty that enslaves
enthralls the heart that craves;
Her body that gyrates
stirs the drowsy spirits.
Her sweet smile with...
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Categories:
beauty,
Form: Metrical Tale
Goddess of SultryGoddess of sultry
As adored by many
Her hair golden
Makes the heart smitten
Like a lily of white
A rose with astride
Makes the wind like
To take away her wrap
Her mysterious craze
Puts the soul in deep amaze
Just like a baffling maze
That puts the mind in daze
Her alluring beauty...
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Categories:
beauty,
Form: Metrical Tale
Tale of An Ambivalent Guise' Hesitant Heart to wobble despite of desirous soulmate to welcome.'
_ Poet
Tale of An Ambivalent Guise
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Categories:
anxiety,
Form: Metrical Tale
Specific Types of Metrical Tale Poems
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