Revision Poems - Poems about Revision

Do you have skeletons in your closet I have a few in mine … They jingle, jangle, jingle ...

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Every writer produces garbage, from time to time, Stupid, embarrassing, awful stuff. And despite what some poets seem to think, Grammar is not a dirty word Nor is it deadly to creative inspiration. Revision is a process that has no clear ending point. It is a difficult, demanding, and dangerous work That is absolutely necessary For a poet who cares about his craft. But...

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clouded omens across code the objective fact of the atmosphere here starves even the most modest ambitions of fish outside their home waters journey of yearning mundane day-glow gradients of green scales gasping toward the summit regret etched in the eyeball a penumbra casting its subtle shadow lips rest in swags of exhausted lassitude beleaguered by their own bland arguments against the reality hung above a feckless mountainside...

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beneath and above Intertwined, interconnected, and one In this moment, in this place, The world is just begun. The sound of waves, the seagulls' cry, The salty air, the sand that's dry, The sun's bright rays, the endless sky-- All compose this seaside high. Feet on rock, chair held high, The body still, the mind awry, Listening to the sea's sweet sigh, Tranquil, under the sun's...

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In the heart of the countryside, There's a meadow that's untamed and wide, Where the mountain frames melt and the skies are blue, And the clouds whisper secrets, just for you. The sun shines through the forest abyss, Glimmering rays of enchanting bliss, And the fragrance of spring is carried on the breeze, As the wildflowers sway with the trees. A verdant land...

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I'm taking pictures Underneath my skin I’m taking pictures Of the places I'm in I keep your image Deep within my heart With every falter Of a broken start I’m living questions I forgot to ask I'm finding meaning In the daily task I'm being stable In the fiercest storm I'm living answers In a brand-new morn I won't forget you even If I neglect to hear The thunder steps Behind each...

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A life for a life, far too many were taken; Difficult lesson; Two towers fell we stood tall, revision of September....

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REVISION Can’t you see I’m trying to read? We came here to do revision. The exams are almost upon us And I for one can’t afford to fail. I really need to concentrate, So please take your hand off my thigh 29th July 2022 Short Verse Inspired by Pictures poetry contest Sponsor - Lisa YY Link D Word count 40...

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"Avoid being divisionary and diversionary: take Dominion for The Universe paid for that already"...

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Come take my hand and walk for a while. Bring your beauty, your goodness, ...

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Note to Sponsor: Sorry, I did not quite understand the directions for the third quatrain part, so this is now revised for the contest and hopefully done the correct way! Also revised some of the beginning part.(revised again Sept. 23) I smiled when we lay by a brook beneath an oak. There was sweet shade. You gave me...

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Today John McDain Is in bad pain The sirens could kill But he escaped it, he will He's at the doctor, Who'll give him meds And maybe just some Comfortable beds "There's something in his head." The old, frail doctor said. "I can't find out what it is." But what about the scarlet liz? He looked and poked and pressed Until he found a dent in his...

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Office manager Mr. Honey Badger called his administrative assistant Mr. Bloodhound into the office. Honey badger was extremely mad because he looked out of his office window and could see that the employees in the office were whispering and snickering and not working. Honey Badger told Bloodhound to go out and sniff out what was...

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Goose and purple i saw it strung up in a window in chicago I saw factories written in your eyelashes and hair and industrialization vomited Limp and edible bruised and calling Geese sing every morning and they glare through masks They go to...

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some thin king dark clothing dark face dark place may be but more a see ing a sensing of life's realities superfic'alities aware to find deep mean ing and singing the sight of light Collection: Experimental Written 9 January 2020...

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