Unglamorous Poems


Premium MemberWhere Light Refuses to Bow

...We never asked to be different.
We only wanted to walk
without folding our souls into apology.

To laugh
without someone measuring the pitch of our voices
and deciding if it was a boy or a girl...
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Categories: unglamorous, celebration, pride,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberThe Birdland Opera

...All my life I had loved music, and rapturous harmonies thrilled my soul,
As the sound of a wild driving beat, causes eager feet to take control.

As a longtime concert pianist, I'd been fortunate ...
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Categories: unglamorous, bird, color, fantasy, imagery,
Form: Couplet


Premium MemberJanuary

...Jaded we may feel as we grow older and older, and yet

At its appointed time, the new year unfalteringly approaches.

New hope shines on an otherwise barren horizon.

Unglamorous and even a...
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Categories: unglamorous, january,
Form: Acrostic

Poppies

...I am small among fields of red flowers.
They look toward me and watch as time presses
its skeletal fingers into my limbs.

Yes, this is my body now: a startling
mosaic of death-colored discolora...
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Categories: unglamorous, anxiety, autumn, body, conflict,
Form: Blank verse

Premium MemberSpectacular

..."Same old, same old" say those sad, uninspired 
		People who feel that life should be required
		Each day to regale them with something new,
		Coax them with an irresistible view
		That promises ...
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Categories: unglamorous, blessing, life,
Form: Acrostic


Dark and Mystical

...Darkness my realm of forever seals my place.
A world that delivers my minds perfect face,
Remarkably my fantasy I cannot tell a soul.
Known only in the recesses of my minds goal,

A shadow follows my...
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Categories: unglamorous, dream, identity, life, mystery,
Form: Acrostic

A Garden of Many Flowers

...My youth once was a garden of many flowers
that bloomed in each fragrant spring,
and the canaries and butterflies flew over them
with irresistible charm and supreme gentleness;
when winter came w...
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Categories: unglamorous, nostalgiagarden,
Form: Ottava rima
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