Rhyme Narrative Poems

...For two weeks Lester worked that pyrite vein,
and every day a brand new dollar came,
at the end he hug dug out two cart’s worth,
said Higgs,...

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Lester sat in Lisa’s café that morn,
his eyes mindlessly staring out the door,
it was July of 1889,
and new work young Lester now had to find.

He’d...

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His head slumped low and he looked like a most unhappy man,
said, “My peoples’ laws forbid it, both of us would be hanged.”
She rolled her...

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...With that he went to a small chest, retrieved a bound-up scroll,
and her eyes went quite wide with shock when the thing was unrolled,
’twas her...

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...A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,”
he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.”
The warrior...

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...The days that followed left no doubt on her master’s feelings,
the love he showed to both of them left her poor mind reeling,
he barely left...

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...She went with him and she had to, inside a knot of dread,
distracted by all of the things that she feared lay ahead,
disrobed with her...

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...And come the day she had free reign, provided she not leave,
no heavy tasks upon her, she had worked more while still free.
She explored the...

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...Then one looked at her sand said, “Let’s have us another ’bout.”
But the man on her horse said, “No, I’m claiming that one now.
In lieu...

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She’d not heard the horses approach her village in the plains,
had known nothing or war of death until their arrows rained,
fiery streak against the night,...

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His affairs are entirely private, as signified by his facial expression. 
In his coat pocket, he keeps his old brown mitts.
 We have observed him...

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I discovered www.poetrysoup which lists styles of poetry
This site shows you examples of haiku, senryu, alliteration, monorhyme
Diminished hexaverse, acroustic, shape poems, rhyme, and much more
The...

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Please disregard that I'm a dog.
I've been asked to write this monologue
by my owner.  What was he thinking?
Maybe he has been out drinking.  

I always try to be there...

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In every dawn that breaks anew,
In every dream, and skies of blue,
A woman’s strength, steadfast and true,
Guides the world in all we do.
Through ages past...

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There's an endless cycle of living,
Where it's not always good or all bad.
It's constantly circling around taking and giving,
Seemingly lost, like a chaotic nomad.

While surviving...

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