Plays Poems - Poems about Plays

gone astray in a world of her own she earnestly embraces her whims dancing to a wistful melody that truthfully only she can hear and the abiding stars play along spinning round in graceful harmony AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Submitted on April 29, 2025 for contest MICRO POEM sponsored by INK EMPRESS...

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"An evanescent moment, fleeting, yet forever shall stay A memory of you held subdued unable to fade away Replaying in the mind a day long ago A beautiful picture of you unable to let go" ...

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Casey Kasemus played the hits, Renaissance songs so pretty. It was as good as was it gets, a countdown of dulcet ditties....

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Life plays the beat The steps are up to us To decide our fate In the dance of life...

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Jane told me of the exchange they had with Derek, earlier that day--guess who showed up that night--hehe. I told you guys, Jane's a talker, and that's how Clint got smarter. Along with other fellow workers, that night there were two guys plus me, my opened hatchback doubled for Jane and her sister. Three guys...

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In the LIGHT, I FIGHT to find my clear SIGHT, With echoes of TIME that CHIME in my HEART, Each moment's a GIFT, a spark that feels RIGHT. Through SHADOWS, I TREAD, where doubts may SPREAD, Yet hope's gentle WHISPER will never DEPART, As dreams UNNFOLD, chasing bright paths I READ. In the DANCE, I PRANCE, embracing...

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Across the years, 400 plus, my stories endlessly play out their parts. I played not on painted stage, but I knew the human heart - I captured, with quill and scratch, the passions of laughter and tears. I held up a mirror, in doublet and verse, to things unbound by years, like the weight of grief, the lightness...

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as bliss pheromones mingle we feel our enlivened spine tingle poised in stillness, our attention sharp kundalini ascends upward, playing a harp the harp we speak of has thirty three strings where each vertebrae a unique note rings with medulla knot being already open soundless secrets to us are spoken the mist rises to the Bindu point we witness how Mother does anoint back of...

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Mouse plays a flute Dibbly dibbly dibbly doo The sounds are melodic High, with a wobbly woo We begin dancing And humming in a fine rhythm too The flute makes us smile Dibbly dibbly dibbly doo...

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penning soul’s musings each morn spontaneously arising from within rhythm in heart is magically born causing poetry in mind to spin there then thus is no one here all that is, is but universal mind wherefrom we see forms appear with heart’s core instincts aligned...

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A rooster that plays the guitar? No way! They disbelieved me on this October day. So I took them to Red’s Shed, so merry and gay. Where my friend the rooster was strumming away. We have never seen this before! One said. She gave him a wink, and he lost his head. He came over to ask us for requests of...

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Gone now is all reason, as if she needed any more A princess awakens lonely, just like in days of yore Her prince left much earlier, through a gargoyled secret door, Its passage led to lower levels, walls curved round toward Gone now is all reason, as if she needed any more The stable lad followed him, and came back...

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A robot who plays a wild ukulele With abandon, she is wild and free How much more enthusiastic can she be? We love every inch of her playing, you see. We give her a name – wild man. She strums the beat in time as only she can. We love this so much, she pleases us well. A robot who plays a...

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A melody plays, clear and bright, In the calm of the night. Each note, a gentle sound, In its rhythm, love is found. The tune is soft, the tune is sweet, A song of love, complete. It plays on, pure and true, A simple song, for me and you. With each beat and every rhyme, Love's song plays in time. In the day and in...

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Mind is a child, stubborn, mulish, Maybe bullish, but not foolish. As some from wisdom school Say, let your mind play fool, Cheer it up, never admonish. ___________________________ Limerick |19.01.2023| humour ...

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