Recited Poems - Poems about Recited

...Birthday Poem to Myself by Michael R. Burch LORD, be no longer this Distant Presence, Star-Afar, Righteous-Anonymous, but come! Come live among us; come dwell again, happy child among men— m......Read the rest...

...Some folks, for fun, collect stamps or cook. Others may seek lofty mountains to climb. Erudite people might well pen a book, But I'm happiest when I make a rhyme. My hope is to write m......Read the rest...

...Hens were in the spa for the third time that day Farmer Jones was angry, for they now had a weird lay Their eggs were hard-boiled, nothing ready to fry up. We’ll have to throw away that spa he sai......Read the rest...

...What better way to describe psychological warfare, It breaks down to be, a war of words, right there. Poetry has an advantage, to show it as unjust and unfair. Throughout the ages, a war of words.......Read the rest...

...Raisin said, “Let’s write a poem, Let’s try to make everything rhyme A Limerick; maybe a sonnet Let’s write it in double quick time?” Rum said, “Let me get us started, I’ll make it an everyday......Read the rest...

...In the same town, in the same house, two brothers were born in a nice and calm countryside where roses had no thorns. In the same place, this morn, two twins received this fife to whistle ad-......Read the rest...

..."Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." ......Read the rest...

...You left After death Knocked at your door No need to say more. We painfully grieved We recited your poems. We cried like grown kids As you lay Silently surrounded By a dazzling array of ......Read the rest...

...To my enemies, cloaked in t w i n k l i n g topaz~ I’ve become immune to your illusive m a n t r a s, recited in roseate refrains. I’ve learned to see the vermilion f l o a t i n......Read the rest...

...In the obsidian abyss, I melt, feeling the warmth that embraces me, Awaiting the flight deep within me, a dream without any hope to measure. Beside my own self, inseparable in this boundless world,......Read the rest...

... I looked at the skies which made me wonder, of all the beauty that glows hereunder At daybreak life was so still, I felt calm and so peaceful And as the sun rays reflected upon the earth, nat......Read the rest...

...CREDO-POETRY IS AN ORAL ART AT ITS BEST WHEN RECITED it then becomes a two-way unique one-off.experience . TRADITIONAL LINE CAPITALISATION RHYME .......Read the rest...

...I promise I would be a good girl when I go out into the world, I promise to stay out of trouble and return home in a hurry. I promised never to play in the street or walk barefoot, I promise I would ......Read the rest...

...Advice has no use to the ‘know all’ But pride often precedes a fall Crass indignation when questioned Denying each truth that is mentioned Evidence he calls refutable Facts, he says, aren’t indi......Read the rest...

...as the Yao King seated on the throne, traditional prime minister to wayao royal family recited, "You are the only  king of Wayao of Mozambique,  Zimbabwe, Tanzania Malawi and Zambia. Pr......Read the rest...