POETIC JUSTICE
To me, what really is poetic justice?
It's the realm I unlock my muse & sayings.
Poetic justice is unleashing magical piece
that set creativity plain like in matrix;
By that, almost nothing goes amiss.
It's like standing on a precipice.
Ironically, somethin' definitely will miss.
But certainly not my punchlines,
Figures of speech & poetic device.
Poetic justice is like artistic paintings.
It's the finished product of the wright,
This is when I also "set things write!"
Methinks I did justice tonight.
Infinito, justice certainly served right!!!
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Vick Manuel Poetry
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FORM: Sonnet/Rhymes
Copyright ©? November 26th, 2023
An attenuated tree branch reaches out to its drowning shadow in the inert millpond.
(23 Syllables)
Personification is a poetic device and not a poetic form, hence me labeling this 'prose poetry'.
morning has broken broken dreams in the cold light of day
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POET'S NOTES
With her monoku, Marlene 'Mountain' Morelock Wills (1939–2018), challenged the idea that haiku must consist of two juxtaposed images. I explore parallelism as a possible poetic device in this monoku, as well as a form of internal rhyme.
Besides the obvious meaning of "broken" (to break), "morning is broken" is an example of a contronym:
Now, as an adult, I realize that the use of “broken” in the expression “Morning has broken” is most closely related to breaking through a barrier, out of a throng, or through a surface. In fact, Merriam-Webster clusters it there: “to come into being by…bursting forth.”
PASSING NOTES: Morning Has Broken, by Christina M. Bentley October 9, 2017.
Know me?
Not even close ...
If I were to write about ANYone that I had "issues" with
It would be to them directly
Not hidden in poetic device or analogy
My use of metaphor is for ambiguity and generalization
(Or events and people in the past)
Not hiding my sentiments about contemporaries
Don't assume that I care enough about hateful, contrary people
To waste any time on creative tapestries about them
There is far too much negative and hate in this world already
Without me seeking it out in those bent by its ire
Love and kindness and understanding
Are the only worthwhile human pursuits
And all I truly care about
Not petty personal peeves
Know me? Not even close ...
But please, GET to ...
None of us have too many friends ... or too much love!
Submitted on December 24, 2018
To the "Late 2018 Standard Any Form" Poetry Contest
Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Watching as the poem slips down the page all that research by no means, am I the perfect sage but to watch the poem slip down the page, to put it simpler all that research into poetic device without even a whimper
free verse with poetic device
Having just disembarked from a date with death
on the water, time’s gateway forked for a moment.
Was it the mere dropping of an oar?
or perhaps an encounter with storms?
more milestones, maybe a meeting with the Master?
What purpose was there for extending my life?
Underwhelming thought - a single moment in time.
An irresponsible, selfish person with evil intent -
stabs at significance without a thought, without a care
for whom she hurts or whose lives are changed. OR
Breathtaking thought - a single moment in time,
A responsible, noble human being can create hope
by presiding over, planning for, defining...
inviting the power of the moment.
I chose the latter, went back to school and
became a school teacher to make a difference.
written September 24, 2014 with revisions on June 3, 2018
dramatic monologue
come
come quickly
come, spotless Bridegroom
come, Lord
come fill our thirst
come, gift your bride with peace
come and conclude your covenant
come, declare your earthly kingdom
come, show your power over death
even so,
Lord Jesus, come
written by Reason A. Poteet
3 Sep 2014
using anaphora, a poetic device
Emotion is my strength
I shall not fret
He makes to sit with feelings in deep thought
At a high realm
He leads me beside the shore of flowing thoughts
Of creative composition
He leads me in the path of literature
For his name’s sake
Yea, though I walk through the solitary
Place of poetry
I will not lack feelings
For he is with me
Poetic device and literary terms, they comfort me
And he made me appreciate literature