Perspective Poems | Examples of Perspective Poetry

Oh, my, unexpected foe, “when you read my poems you wrongly judged me, and in a demeaning tone shouted, “Do you ever write poems that are not sad?” Dear disguised friend, you had me defending what I wrote bringing me back to past sadness I had long overcome causing me to second guess my triumphs. When I told you about...

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Now, we all know there is a past, but what we tend to overlook is it can only be observed from the present, or in hindsight The same goes for the future It can only be imagined or extrapolated from the present with a bit of foresight of course Which leads to a curious question, Is the present where everything begins? Sounds...

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The world shows us one thing, but behind it, something darker lives. We’re told stories shaped by power, not truth. They write history to fit their plans. They call it help, but it's control. Rich men send poor men to die in wars over land, oil, and power. And we believe it's for freedom. Every minute, a man takes his own life. Every day. But where’s the...

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Niagara Falls Aboard the Maid of the Mist, drenched from the spray, Approaching Niagara Falls, I gaze in awe At this wondrous sight of the renowned cataract, Cascading fervently over the precipice And violently crashing down upon the rocks In a roiling boil is mesmerizing to see. And behold! Out of the mist a rainbow appears, Arching a span over the turbulent waters From...

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nuts and bolts rammed in each line ~ screwed up like a monoku frankenstein...

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The premise goes everyone knows before entering the premises while still outside yet on the mat it's no gentleman who forgets to doff his cap or remove his hat if dining out or at a private party for a particular person it's impolite at most to sip slurp or slink a drink before the toast to a hospitable host and when beside the table laden confronted...

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Why do we do the things we do of all the everything under the sun why do all those crazy things can’t ever be undone it's beyond belief if it's not one thing it's another between you and me don't know why I bother sometimes we slip stumble and fall trip tumble and fumble the ball that's the way the cookie crumbles why...

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My mother had called ahead. I was sixteen and still afraid to ask for the things I needed, so she booked the reservation. We'd called it Pit City when we lived there— still did, if anyone thought to bring it up. The truth is they were section eight apartments. I was on a work-study in a clean family practice just around their corner— there was a...

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hey, check it out (apropos of baited political hooks) being schooled can keep you book hooked but being learned can hook you up to a free mind… schools of fish are fooled by baited hooks enticing and teasing with exotic scents on swaying lines… retrospectively, whether you agree or not with me old-schooled dogs can be taught and learn new school tricks… curiously just check out today’s streamed teasing red-baited political hooks… ...

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floating over fields my transport beam’s concealed ~ moribund paralysed all you that went before are in my dreams once more ~ no one vaporised loosely tethered our strings frayed and weathered ~ information’s ionised this ghost won’t deny phenomenons trick the eye ~ and i’m compromised from labour contractions–chemical reactions ~ through the stars baptised the cosmos true...

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what is that glitter in the mud!? aw! piece of glass I thought diamond ...

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After dewy night in the corner OF garden flowers in tears cry...

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beauty is something immortal whoever always seeks it in life humanly never grows old...

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Visage stark and eyes of steel He shares my thoughts and what I feel And seems to know more than I’ve known The face in the mirror sees through me. He knows my faults, my secret sins And bears no mercy without or within Judgement swift cuts to the bone The face in the mirror weighs me Dreams and goals, schemes and plans He...

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IN AND OF CREATION’S RESPONSIBILITY (A Tanka 3 For The 6 and 7 days Given You & Me) God simply whispered, “...Be light…”! And here we all are: All engaged in war! A world created in love: Peacefully, worded from up above:- Why can’t we not see, A world given you and me, For all to live free? Satin’s only role for us; The awareness of...

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