Short Intoned Poems
Short Intoned Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Intoned by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Intoned by length and keyword.
I have a dream
intoned Reverend King
So many folks then
smiled and beamed
But things are no more
what they once seemed
a color-blind society's
no longer esteemed
Categories:
intoned, america, change, history, race,
Form:
Rhyme
Music
when explained
the notes retract
Visceral
ideation
falling flat
Resonance
systemic
joy intoned
Romancing
the silence
— calling you home
(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)
Categories:
intoned, music,
Form:
Rhyme
The Piper of destiny
calls from the unknown
Without lyre or harp,
his truth so intoned
All sirens left deafened,
tumbling over themselves
As a choir of Angels
—from his flute are bespelled
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)
Categories:
intoned, truth,
Form:
Rhyme
An ad for fancy sports shoes
tells the world to
"Just do it! "
Dash off lines of rhyme or
free verse, haiku or
limerick
Whatever suits your mood
of the moment will do
the trick
Bill Shakespeare of yore
nasally intoned,
"As you like it."
Categories:
intoned, on writing and words, passion, seasons,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
Real poets don’t make lasting friends
they shun fraternity
Their truth like gritty sandpaper
abrasive when intoned
The reader may be gratified
with what the words uncover
More likely though the pain involved
— will cut them to the bone
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
Categories:
intoned, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
In the wet clash of tongues,
Bent to each others desire,
Open mouth in the simple fun,
We breathe our power on life.
Intoxicated lip crushes,
Desirous of each other,
In sequestered frolic grips;
Forms vocals in intoned cries:
Wish for the kinkiest function;
And surveys high performance?
Categories:
intoned, life
Form:
Free verse
Falling in love
Is a decent manifestation
Of emotional full growth;
Falling out of love
Is an indelicate indication
Of emotional immaturity.
Author's note
Inspired by the immortal words as intoned by
Sir William Shakespeare
that needs to be reckoned with.
Categories:
intoned, introspection, love, philosophy,
Form:
Epigram
lust intoned
with death.
and people, friends,
speak of ends
of where we go..
They know, within an atrophy
they goad.
they claim then with arrogance that all is lust,
and that lovers lie to truth.
But i would find,
with my eyes,
that they still must goad...
And it means that they soon shall find their seams
unwind.
Categories:
intoned, life, loss, love, mystery, people, war,
Form:
I do not know?
Moral on the mural,
scripted in deep,
stoned like creep,
intoned the visitors,
they could see words,
in a language strange,
their guide gesticulated,
something and anything,
they took it for the real thing,
had they seen the moral on mural,
or just another stone,
that had with generations,
gone in a bad fall.
Categories:
intoned, life
Form:
Free verse
Symbols of structured prose,
an instant insight when read
aloud.The prose of poetry purposed,
to experience,once and forever
then filed in the mind’s eye&ear.
When triggered,to be recalled
and repeated over again& again.
A living voice intoned and inflected
echoing as an everlasting ripple
acroos momentary eternity,indelibly
sketched,a recorded act, of life
Categories:
intoned, poetry, word play,
Form:
Verse
Echoes in the laughter
Reverberating strange
Devious enrapture
Entangled souls are drained
All eulogies are intoned
Telling how they were so brave
To speak of webbed seduction
That dragged them to their graves
They're left but skin-n-bone now
Skin-n-bone there all remains
And on the winds they're screaming
In hollow cheeked dismay
Beguild souls are damned
To the keep of a lost domain
A temptress or the devil
Who spins this web again.
Categories:
intoned, imagination, life, loss, sad,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Echoes in the laughter
Reverberating strange,
Devious enrapture
Entangled souls are drained,
All eulogies are intoned
Telling how they were so brave,
To speak of webbed seduction
That dragged them to their graves,
They're left but skin 'n' bone now
Skin 'n' bone there all remains,
And on the wind they're screaming
In hollow cheeked dismay,
Beguiled souls are damned
To the keep of a lost domain,
A temptress or the devil
Who spins this web again.
Categories:
intoned, life, loss,
Form:
I do not know?
A LIVING VOICE
Symbols of structured prose,
an instant insight when read
aloud.The prose of poetry purposed,
to experience,once and forever
then filed in the mind’s eye&ear.
When triggered,to be recalled
and repeated over again& again.
A living voice intoned and inflected
echoing as an everlasting ripple
acroos momentary eternity,indelibly
sketched,a recorded act, of life.
Listen to me recite this structured prose on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Categories:
intoned, poetry, voice,
Form:
Verse
Ignoble though our dawn of days,
yet intoned is worthy praise
of legion minds whose reasoned grasp
has ever roared at starry heaven’s
distant vault—Omniscience’
mighty pillars to confound.
Yet I hesitate and wonder,
if we alone proud mantle don
to reason and opine,
or whether listens now
on curved space’
strange and distant shore
an ancient, brooding mind
who jots it all on pages
of a tiny book it is
writing about us.
Seventh place in the Let's Get Technical Contest
Categories:
intoned, irony, space,
Form:
Free verse