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Short Proto Poems

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


Premium Member Your Proto Zones
Each time you read one of my poems A sweet little fairy will call you on the phone Offers you a wish Blows you a kiss If you're still upright, she'll tickle your proto zoan
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Categories: proto, health,
Form: Limerick



Premium Member Prufrock's Symbolic World
Prufrock’s Symbolic World
 
Metaphors-Extraordinaire
Thomas Stearns Eliot
Metaphysical consciousness
Aura of aging and decay.

Streams of consciousness forever
Proto-disillusionment
The mermaids singing each to each
The mermaids will not sing today.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
(January 14, 2015) (Double Dactyl)...

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Categories: proto, allegory, imagery, introspection, metaphor, poetry, poets, symbolism,
Form: Double Dactyl
A Leap Forthwith
Punctuated by the virtual fifth degree, 
 he placed his neck on the line,
 the sucking, pinching tidal wave to slip away from the soft comforts and relapsed boredom.

 The new, energized voices, never spelling the conventional way,
 the pages of books he'd read, once or twice, erased and reread, compounding and retreating back to proto-motion.

 The motion that is now, clear to him, a cog in a single machine....

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Categories: proto, poetry, power,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Gospel
Genesis observes the scrap
Proto-EvangeLium

God opposes sinners
Painfully exposing law

God's oracles surprise
Prophets envisage the Lamb

God ordains a Substitute
Purchasing Eternal Life

Grace opens Sola Fide
Prisoners embrace liberty

God orchestrates salvation
People experience loyal-love
 
Glory overshadows suffering
Praise exalts the Lamb

God owns satisfaction
Purposefully exceeding life...

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Categories: proto, gospel, jesus,
Form: Free verse
The Cycle 1: Proto
Dark Matters burn; a new age will beckon
Ancient plans turn; with creaking tendons
providence a blight, hidden in questions.
Made of the aether; not of the heavens.

Coalescing tangles and connections makes.
Spinning an eon; the darkness breaks
Shadows cast in the gleaming wakes.
Gravity pulls into endless space.

Eruptive remnants of eons past
a common core of bonded ash
come together to form, at last,
a brand new cycle from circling gas....

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Categories: proto, heaven, planet, space, star,
Form: Rhyme




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