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Rising Poems - Poems about Rising

Premium Member New archetypes are rising, whispering among shadows and unspoken dreams
New archetypes are rising, whispering among shadows and unspoken dreams, You are not "too sensitive" or "too intense," you are simply remembering a nameless role, A role that takes shape now, in this era of memory and rediscovery, Where the frequencies of the soul rise, dancing in harmony with the universe. The Timeline Weaver heals by braiding timelines, not...

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Categories: rising, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member In Moonlight's Rising Tide
Adrift in dreams while romance reading Asleep e're night shadows began creeping She lay puddled in moonlight's rising tide— Jane Austen's 'Pride and Prejudice' at her side In reverie, Elizabeth stood on the misty moor for what seemed to her a lifetime of waiting Held her breath when in front of her he stood Sighing as Darcy brushed a...

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Categories: rising, romance,
Form: Free verse



The Rising Dome
Where rice fields once stretched, a vision arose, A dome of grandeur where spirit bestows. The Philippine Arena, a monument bright, A beacon of hope in day and in night. From humble beginnings, a nation's strong hand, Raised up a marvel, a jewel in the land. Steel and concrete, a symphony grand, A stage for the people where dreams understand. In echoes of...

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Categories: rising, strength, symbolism,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Red Sun Rising
Mr. Sun awaken by Dawn was all fired-red with a big yawn Miss Moon waning away from her pink fullness wants to stay they fought stretched, and yawned until Mr. Sun won Thus, Easter morn has finally begun if you happen to be wondering What the moral of this poem is nature follows patterns from the beginning of time until Jesus (God) sets change into action...

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Categories: rising, earth,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Waiting for the Rising Son
1 Corinthians 1:18 “For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.” As I wait for the Son to rise, for hope to soar through the skies for the light of the world to shine so that grace and love are mine… I hear the...

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Categories: rising, christian, faith, gospel, hope,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Enclosed Field with the Rising Sun - Vincent Van Gogh
I fancy that I have a name as I tentatively note that my skin can still be warmed my heart soars - not forgotten by the rising sun gifted the chance to stare ...

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Categories: rising, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Rising From Abyss
A velvet drape where starlight fails, The yawning maw where silence trails. An edge unseen, a whispered dread, Where paths dissolve and hopes lie dead. A plunge unsought, a sudden fall, Into the depths beyond the wall. No guiding hand, no steady light, Just echoing voids and endless night. The weight of years, a crushing stone, A hollow ache, a heart alone. The phantom touch...

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Categories: rising, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Nazriel Rising
Nazriel Rising Small World Ace She was as pretty as ever on this night With me smitten to bits with her aura As we met on our usual pickup location Nazriel that one who so compliments me We were on an official business briefing One of Epic proportions with intricacies This time the operation was offshores With me providing intel logistic n liaison We...

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Categories: rising, allegory, allusion, conflict, extended
Form: Epic
Premium Member A subtle stir is born in my mind, a dance of thoughts rising
A subtle stir is born in my mind, a dance of thoughts rising, Like foam finding its place in the azure sky, seeking unwritten answers among the stars, Yet fearing the earth that pulls dreams towards itself, a merciless magnet of freedom. We dream in endless chapters, pages full of hopes and fears, Where the end is a distant...

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Categories: rising, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Grand Rising
As the sun rises high in the sky we rise out of bed once we open our eyes. I woke up feeling inspired, I pursue all I desire. I am worthy of a fulfilling life I deserve success I am filled with a sense of mission and purpose. I face uncertainty with calmness and bravery. I love my own uniqueness. I...

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Categories: rising, analogy, appreciation, freedom, how
Form: Free verse
Rising Touch
She swoons atop a berg There air water bullets On midnight's face cross low — While then besides the dark Brims in Gemini froze. She swoons atop a berg We try for scraps on ice. She is yours within me. Of these miles between us, This sea's the outer ring. She swoons atop a berg The Mercury has sank — Only a lichen's mum, A last bob underneath...

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Categories: rising, angst, deep, introspection, love,
Form: Monchielle Stanza
A Deeper Rising
His purpose is deeper than what lies at earth's core For what it's worth the more he rises to the surface the more he breaks chains & curses He's layered like a Russian Doll & the more they poke the more the illusions unravel It's him versus a world behind the scenes that span a globe full of battles I'm seeing flames flashing in & out back and...

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Categories: rising, allegory, allusion, perspective, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member rising
we rise although gravity and time may hold us in the cupping of their hands we rise in a plethora of dreams escaping above the vents of circumstance we rise into the tent of all embracing; and as if, and but, and still we rise into each contemplation new as the reckoning of togetherness draws us to the breath of our existence; rising, always rising to meet the...

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Categories: rising, 11th grade, appreciation, dream,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member rising sun
The rising sun upon the horizon cast flamingo onto cobalt clouds. in the western sky hung a full silvery moon and mars shouting to me out loud...

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Categories: rising, moon, nature,
Form: Tanka
Rising to the Challenge
My plant by the window is drooping; Don’t know if it’s thirsty or cold. In the mirror, my body is stooping, More obvious as I grow old. The radio needed replacing; The static was driving us nuts. The search for a couch I am facing Needs testing with hips, backs and butts. The snow that just fell was a dusting; The weathermen got this...

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Categories: rising, me, writing,
Form: Rhyme

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