Short Apposite Poems

Short Apposite Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Apposite by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Apposite by length and keyword.


Premium Member Mesmorised

the straight jacket
of convention
bring
random
    consolations,
so 
apposite:
the drawback
of the trivial,
underlined
by the inauthentic,
unruffled
by the marginal,
proxy-proof
in the schemes 
of man...
distilled by the
sieve
of the commonplace
Form: Verse


Premium Member FORMALISTICS


conscious 
   paraphrased
episodics
outwardly
   inward
&
in
  disquiet

stylistics
endanger
  existence
     of affinity
with
occasioned
emphasis
    abandoning
      the
        peripherals

a montage
subjugating
&
     reconciling
symbolic
   concepts
of
  apposite
     eclectics

Anita Page

Anita Page's image wore well, 
Rustling silk having carried her
But beneath her celluloid gaiety
And the nuance of her blonde curls.
I sensed  something more apposite 
The glint in her eye, 

Reminding me of a mood dance, 
Lasting deep into the scene.
A  fluid transition into interpretation, 
She felt the spoken word could not convey

Anita Page Actress

Anita Page's image wore well, 
Rustling silk having carried her
But beneath her celluloid gaiety
And the nuance of her blonde curls.
I sensed  something more apposite 
The glint in her eye, 

Reminding me of a mood dance, 
Lasting deep into the scene.
A  fluid transition into interpretation, 
She felt the spoken word could not convey.

Interlude

INTERLUDE 

When a short break is considered apposite
It could be to inhale and just take a breath
But no silence for too long, so keep it tight
As to walk away would be a kind of death
Aware when resumption staggers into sight
Music rules, dispelling any shibboleth
Treat it as an infill with relaxation
Applied with firm intent, not hesitation


Welcome New Day

Why I say welcome new day
When every day is same
Why I say good night to night
Which I have to spend on bed
I want make a deference
But j don’t know how and what
Who admire my work?
She live in my heart
But physically she live too far
So no one with me 
Who understood my feeling?
Who do care of me?
What to do in apposite condition
Now I stop to view dream
I am happy with lonely wiling’s
Form: Lyric

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