Short Arcadia Poems
Short Arcadia Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Arcadia by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Arcadia by length and keyword.
Arcadia
cove of stark comfort
simplicity of forest
verbena-pine scent
I don’t care if i see stars
immersed in sylvan fancies
9/14/2020...
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Categories:
arcadia, nature,
Form:
Tanka
Arcadia
Rigid around the edges
Behold blissful paradise
A spring not yet discovered
graceful earth divine
-MIRANDA LAMBERT-
1ST PLACE IN DODOITSU CONTEST 2/23/11...
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Categories:
arcadia, fantasy, happiness, inspirational, nature, peace
Form:
Dodoitsu
Her Own Reflection
what sunlight
begins with
blond light
bouncing from
every corner of
her blue
Arcadia
eyes
now
falling
in love
with her
own reflection,
by the
moon river...
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Categories:
arcadia, imagination
Form:
Free verse
The Zebra
On the hills of Arcadia a lowly zebra wept
stripped of his stripes he stood mute
twas' the evil Queen Marcedite Maloop
who stole the stripes for her gagaloup
He cried for hours with no stripe suit
til' a Malferous wizzard painted him white
then with the tip of his brush he did line
the little black stripes upon his supine
In the hills of Arcadia now lives a Zebra
Proud as can be, Zippity Zippity dee....
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Categories:
arcadia, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
Influential Strains
INFLUENTIAL STRAINS
this legacy
exuberant
recherche
collude
the deliberate needs
an arcadia
inhabited
by
primal beauty
darkened
glowering
reminiscent of
decay
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...
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Categories:
arcadia, poetry,
Form:
Other
Kids Were Playing
Kids were playing outside, in the playground.
Swing, slide, sandbox and Mary-go-round.
One was sitting inside, with bottle in one hand.
Thought of things that will never be comprehended.
Paper notes on the table, sketches of ideas.
Scrambled, messy, illogical, the Arcadia.
Revolver in the other hand, with bullets that wisely shine.
Shot was fired, point blank range, never miss.
Kids were still playing outside, in the playground.
Played, played, played, as death never be found....
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Categories:
arcadia, addiction, anxiety, child, death,
Form:
Imagism