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POEM STARTER
Write a poem about contentedness that makes use of anaphora between the end of one line and start of the next.
Anaphora is the repeating of a word or phrase for a specific impact. It can be used at the beginning of all lines, or at the end of one and beginning of the next.
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Orchestra concerts bringā¦
Peace.
Peace, stilling your hands, slowing your heart.
They bring your consciousness to a priceless mental state,
One foot in and one foot out.
Half of you is part of the music,
The rhythms,
The melodies.
It captures you,
Entrances you.
And the other half of you is ushered away,
Cast off into distant lands.
You experience a perfect moment,
Lost in a fantasy of your own un...
You didnāt see me breaking
Breaking down
Breaking free
Breaking through
Breaking my back for you
Now you get to see me breaking
Breaking up
Breaking hearts
Breaking records
Breaking a smile
Breaking you
Breaking made me
Breaking finally broke you
Arenāt you glad I was okay with you breaking
Breaking me?
LLK....
Dance is the moonlight reflected on the lake
Dance is the starlight sprinkled on the snow
Dance is the rainbow glistening with colour
Dance is the darkness and light below
Dance is the grace of a pure white swan
Dance is the energy of a young puppy
Dance is the fierceness of a bold lion
Dance is the craziness of a rabid chimpanzee
Dance is the curve of the dollās soft cheek
Dance is the cut of ...
Iāve done it again,
Slipped off the face of the earth and floated with the stars.
Iāve done it again,
Left messages unread and calls unanswered on flickering screens.
Iāve done it again,
Fallen into routine automation and narrowed my peripheral gaze.
Iāve done it again,
Lost control by gaining control and only acting when prompted.
Iāve done it again,
Become anonymous to be everyone around...
I am happy to sit
To sit here I am content
I am content in the present moment
In the present moment I sit
I sit and feel the dullness
Feel the dullness of warm Summer air
Warm Summer air after the rain
The rain has a scent weāve longed for
Weāve longed for these Summer days to cool
To cool our bodies, to slow our lives down
To slow our lives down, so we can listen
So we can listen to the cicadas s...
Chased by the reality of not being enough, worried it might last forever
Chased after heights while being rebuffed, overreached without hesitancy forever
Chased by bullies in all shapes and size, they nipped at my heels forever
Chased after the prize with unrelenting pursuit, unwilling to settle forever
Chased by desire to do more than most, a goal line relocated forever
Chased after dreams, not...
Perfect, thatās what my life is not
Not that I have reasons to complain
Complain for what anyway?
Anyway, back to my life
Life is far from what Iād like
Like living by the sea and hear the waves
Waves of joy and waves of peace
Peace is what my life is now
Now that I am busy but enjoy what I do
Do you understand this?
This means life is better when simple
Simple things are what make it worth....
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POEM STARTER
āSweetness and softness were old friends seldom heard from.ā
Write a poem that opens with this line.