Posts tagged ‘Free verse’

April 25, 2017

The Kumano Kodo 熊野古道

by Nick Anthony

A peaceful night is ended
By the first light of morning
Before a bright Sun soaring
Over the edge of the ocean.

I open my eyes to a starry tent sky
Shining droplets of condensation
Refracting rainbows of morning dew
Formed from the radiant body heat
Of weary pilgrims happily beat
Upon the Kumano Trail.

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April 24, 2017

Sakura

by Nick Anthony

Snow still sits atop the highest peaks
Like vanilla icing dripping
From rocky road ice cream cones,
Shining, sleek with sweat
From its battle with the Sun.

Down by the lake,
playfully shimmering water
shines a halo around the pink tutu
Of Cherry Blossom ballerinas,
Dancing aloft with a woodwind breeze.

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April 23, 2017

Metathesis

by John S

Raw material
thought unneeded and defective
on snows of paper-

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April 8, 2017

Whither

by John S

I wish in sounds that the wind makes
when rustling the leaves in rain, and
shakes, scattered and thrushed.

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March 26, 2017

Choice Words (Cento)

by John S

Under the wordless sky, come
with loveliness and the icy drouth
of hate –

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March 20, 2017

Progress

by Jem Croucher

In Cardiff the old Custom House
has seen better days
as it and progress have at
some point parted in their ways

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March 4, 2017

Crossroads Eulegy

by John S

The church at the corner
of High Street and Orange
has closed its doors, and will be
torn down.

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February 25, 2017

Hidden

by John S

In praise of pewter and braids –
and time that fills the empty spaces,

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February 22, 2017

Kissaten Scenery

by Nick Anthony

Steady rain blankets the plaza
And shrouds late afternoon with early night.
A torrential downpour of fine droplets
That deceptively make no sound
Above the wind of the winter typhoon.
Only the plod of boots is heard
As they splash through frigid puddles.

The eyes of gods’ down trodden faces
Hover over their soaked leather soles,

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February 18, 2017

Openings

by John S

The picket fence between me
and the road blends and
culminates with symmetry of

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February 7, 2017

Memory and Bliss

by Morgan

Memory and Bliss

Speak to my Heart, O Love;

Sing from my Soul, to Yours, True One;

Enrapture me with the Blissful Touch of Your Love

And I shall Ever Know True Happiness,

True Contentment;

In Knowing You

And

In Being Known by You,

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February 5, 2017

In This Soft Hour

by Morgan

In this soft hour

In this Soft Hour,
By which Light no Shadows fall
To Kiss the Silver Moonlight of my sorrow.
Alone, tis naught but my own Memory which Speaks,

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February 4, 2017

Strings

by John S

To string a harp requires some skill,
nimble touches, and a willingness to grasp
and hold resolute while tightening.

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January 25, 2017

The Red Tower

by Ex Libris Regina

From “Remembering the Dead” by R. Saint Claire

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THE RED TOWER

In the Red Tower
The planes mature
To a dance that beats
Red sausage links and iron ore.
 
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January 19, 2017

Life is a Breath

by Morgan

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Life is a Breath
cast upon a writhing sea
foaming breakers churning in the din
as the Last Breath Lingers
Before it Begins

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January 14, 2017

The world goes’ by.

by Harry

I sit here on my rocker
warm cup of tea in hand
watching the world go by
deep within my thoughts
wondering how things will go
with the world to-day

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January 12, 2017

Break

by Morgan

Break

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Break
Like Rain upon the Mourning Cloud,
Falling from the Tumbling Thunder
In Torrents of Refreshing chasms
That Cleanse and Renew,
Breaking
Down the barriers,

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January 11, 2017

Exquisite Rhyme

by Morgan

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Oh this Love that fills my Heart

Pounding in symphony with Yours;

Truest Love
Deepest Desire
Burning Passion

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January 11, 2017

Clock

by newrana

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I know this is gonna lie

motionless, emotionless, lifeless,

may be today, tomorrow or at any time,

while working, while walking or talking,

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January 9, 2017

Melodious Rhyme

by Morgan

(Please enhance the poem by listening to the music while reading.)

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Words Spun through willowy Time

Echoing,

Enchanting

In Harmonious Rhyme

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January 7, 2017

Thoughts on epiphany

by John S

I have decided that music
bears witness to the scenery around us.

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December 31, 2016

Freedom in Flight

by Colly

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Rest a-while butterfly,

rest if you must,

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December 23, 2016

A Christmas Card

by John S

Poetry challenge: Christmas Poem.

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Paper greetings, printed in opaque black,
swirled with ochre tones – and embossed
with tinsel and glare.

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December 19, 2016

Silence Sings

by Morgan


(Please click to play while reading)

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Hush my Darling,
Draw Close
Without a word,
While all the Night Whispers
One Sweet Chord,
Spellbinding,
Enchanting,
In the Stillness with You,
My One,
My Only,
Forever
True.

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December 13, 2016

Where Love Stands

by Morgan

 

Where Love Stands

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In the Secret Avenues of my Heart

Where Love Stands Strong

Against the Tide and Turmoil of this Life,

I Still Believe,

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December 9, 2016

I’m none but a slave

by newrana

What am I if not a slave?

I cook, clean and mourn;

I wash, sweep and weep

from dawn to fall of night.

 

I do nothing but cooking;

I cook all day,

three times a day,

from dawn to fall of night.

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December 7, 2016

Eyesight

by newrana

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Everyone was laughing louder,

biting their lips and rolling their eyes

like actors in an Attic comedy;

mother was sitting, with her head down

groaning, mumbling

and pleading not guilty.

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December 4, 2016

…a Great, Great Mother

by newrana

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The following poem is a translation to Pandith W. D. Amaradewa’s song, ‘Tha:ttha: unath ma: (though I’m their father).

 

Though I’m their father that sets their bread,

thou art the mother that careth them all.

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