Short Metaphoric Poems

Voltaire-esque lyric
vague allusions, fragrant truth
metaphoric thoughts...

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Poetry

Poetry
Metaphoric Vocabulary
Prose Pulsing Rhythms
Analogies Exposed Through Creativity
Expression...

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Oh poetry is easy? 
Tried now you’ve got anxiety; 
Credit us as artists;
With metaphoric plot twists
we can transform reality....

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Amid the where’s and when’s and whys
The can’ts and won’ts and whiney sighs
Sit they with pencils as they paint
In words of metaphoric blue
In vain attempt to tightly grasp
The moment as it flashes past...

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M-etaphoric 
E-lement's 
L-ines 
I-mplement 
S-ublimity 
S-o 
A-crostic 

R-egards 
A-bate 
M-emories 
O-f 
S-orrow 

Topic: Birthday of Melissa B. Ramos (January 17) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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In this life, 
of inevitable recompense, 
of inescapable accountability, 
for collective responsibility, 
indifference to injustice
is not an option;
an epitasis, it is,
in this metaphoric 
epic drama of life...

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Once Pat was approached at the corner street 
By Johnny, with his offer, indiscreet. 
She pulled out her poet's wit 
With sharp metaphoric grit, 
And blew his macho off into dead meat. 

March 30, 2023

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"dented cans"
bad plans

"dented cans"
beware spams

"dented cans"
could be sans

"dented cans"
metaphoric sham's
~~~~~~~~~~~~

DENTED CANS - Poetry Contest, sponsored by John Lawless 

12-24-17...

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depth is a profound 
abyss that can be  
firmly filled with 
bottomless 
notions of 
metaphoric
intensity leading 
to the darkness of 
                  wisdom. 



One Sentence Metaphor in Free Verse 

July 27, 2019...

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You have this look about you
That melts me in my core
It makes me weak about the knees
And brings me to the floor
Of course this is metaphoric
But I had to let you know
You have this look about you
That makes my blood just flow...

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Acid Metaphoric was overused
Professor Doctor Hubbub was confused
"It might have been stolen
Or it might have swollen"
With tabby cats Professor Hubbub schmoozed












(C) rajat kanti chakrabarty
2014, 3rd December...

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This paradox of flesh and spirit...
One being bright as the other dark
Withering it's flower aneath celestials sun
Ageless her renewing in timeless waters
Metaphoric streams a cocoon she waits..
Restless, these dreams to escape; to fly away....

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~

I found you in a poem...
waiting between the verses
as metaphoric visions
pulled me in atop the ripples,
placing me before every autumn breath
as I read with my eyes closed
dreaming of all that I might find

~...

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This paradox of flesh and spirit...
One being bright as the other dark
Withering it's flower aneath celestial's sun
Ageless, her renewing amid timeless waters
Metaphoric streams a cocoon, she waits ?
Restless these dreams to escape yes, to fly away....

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counting means
...relativity...
as-
integers to
...decimals...
or-
just meme
...thoughts...
that-
mirror some
...me-me...
of-
a relative metaphoric
...observation...
theme-
comparing standards
...labelled...
individually as
...the-me...

stans sand...

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(Based on the painting “The Treachery of Images” by René Magritte)

If you label symbols traitors
Since they’re only indicators
Rather than the actual things they signify,
Then you’re logically unable
To affirm your very label
Is a truth and not a metaphoric lie....

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what is why as the metaphoric world
spins fibers once organic now plasmatic 

damsels in drag, boots in high-heels 
dancers swimming in tap-tap-tap

bras in search of breasts of real
nipples slip into a safety net

you sip away at your ghost
i toast with two pills and jello...

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visit your neighbors 
often you’ll wear out welcome
telling lies unwise
~
metaphoric yet
as so harmful as hitting
them with an ax,---chop
~
chop, chop, chop, chop, chop
wounding them spoken mouth as
swords kills with arrow


12/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©

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Birth of A Poem

What can be done with these pedestrian morsels?
I have tasted unformed clay before.

Phrases plead to be thrown into
the redeeming realm of manifestation.

Pushing to be metaphoric,
they will arise and come to me.

From some unplumbed soliloquy.
 

Kathryn Collins
February 25, 2014...

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On that day or night
I will lay myself down
somewhere between
the folding of the light.
Gone will be all thoughts
of metaphoric butterfly or phoenix,
nor any luminous tunnel.
I will not be better or worse
than I am now.
Just this,
mind will commence
to paint itself
with a far finer brush....

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Balancing your pocketbook,
Umbrella and a bag
While the wet relentless rain
Accosts you is a drag.

Whipping wind is adding fuel
To metaphoric fire.
Wish that where you’re going
There would be a waiting dryer.

Nothing you can do when days
Are windy, wild and wet
Except to know that once you’re soaked,
No wetter can you get!...

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Ironic, how these wheels of time come round about....
Metaphoric make-shift boats sailing back across her Atlantic
Refugees fleeing their ancient ruins ? Turgid waters crashing skies
Blame it on the revolution but the truth is, they were never more than
A footnote stuffed within some dusty book case kept, amid some dusty room....

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It was coming up, the politics
like dirty sex
in tall Parthenium grass.

The panther was hiding on a steppingstone
watching the hot, field hockey
played with skulls of peers.

Mauled, the peach skin was
entertaining sunlight in
the metaphoric village.

Prisoners of false ceilings,
we sing the anthem with
the crowd of wolves.



Satish Verma...

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Under The moonlight

Wisdom will speak through its leafs

An owl tend to feed


this is all about symbolism , a metaphoric usage of the subjects .  
the owl stands for wisdom , mistery and intelligence . 

I got my vision on this piece but I wan't you guys to think out of the box 
share with all the other poets what your vision is on this one :)...

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I am offended 
by your metaphors,
they're vindictive
the way they dangle themselves 
above my heartstrings,
periodically plucking
when one gets tangled in the wind

they just hang there
like an untame pennon
waiting to flap
for blatant recognition

my, how you crave those squalls
with such ravenous gluttony,
gnawing at the pellucid air
as though it were chewable...

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