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POEM STARTER
Write a blank verse poem on a topic that's important to you.
Blank verse poetry doesn't rhyme, but has a very strict structure which builds a melody through rhythm. (One way to create this is to structure each line with the same amount of syllables, and the same syllabic stresses, like you might if you were writing the verses of a song.)
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You gave me hobbies
That made me passionate
And then I hated it
Because I hated you
You gave me sunshine
That I would look out
And then it was night
And then I hated you
I gave you my life
Just for you to
Throw off a cliff
Because you hated me
We were afraid to leave
So I stayed forever
And I hated you
And I hated everything...
I would hate to make anyone mad, so please, if I overstep, do let me know.
Or, perhaps don’t, for my mind gets the best of me sometimes.
Though, if you do not say a word, I will analyze your expression as I speak,
Running our conversation
Over and
Over
And
Over again.
Until my mind fixates on a new vicious cycle, sending me into a rest that cannot be disturbed.
Oh, but if you are uncomfortab...
I talk to the plants on the walls.
They hear my secrets passed through whispered laughs
They hear my prayers, my thoughts, my cries for your arms
They hear my tears for all that is gone
‘Your words,’ they cry, ‘tell us more, poet!’
Po-et. Poet. is what they call me.
And sometimes I wonder, if that is all that I Am...
To me equality matters
It dosent matter your color
It dosent matter your race
I dont care about religion
Or the way you love somebody
I really dont care who you are
I really dont care who you like
I dont care the color of hair
I dont care about your money
Or the food on your plate
The children in the backseat
or the useless degrees
gender, man, woman, or other
You sure deserve equality
you, m...
February
Twenty-fifth
-Four years later
June the sixth
It’s been, One thousand,
Five hundred
Sixty-three days -
Since I’ve held you…
Ten tiny fingers,
And
Ten tiny toes,
My red hair,
And, your daddy’s nose
141 and 143
Two blue ribbons
But, one was stolen from me
The two of you ripped from my womb too soon
But as long as both breath
Hope c...
I know what it feels like to die.
I know that sounds harsh
And you might think I’m talking about sickness
Or injury—No
The death I’m talking about
Is the slow kind
The kind that goes on for years
And every day
You’re less willing to fight it
You’re less willing to hide it
And every day
It gets worse
And worse
Until
You can’t leave your bed
You cancel your plans
You lose all your friends
They...
Every life has its time to shine,
Born to the world with a purpose,
They live and survive in brutal environments,
Keep up and never fall behind others.
Obstacles are always in front of you,
Face then overcome them with your courage,
As this is the only way to,
Make the value of life fully reflect.
All those positive thoughts are in mind,
Fight for what you love and believe,
Everything is possibl...
In shadowed woods where whispers softly dwell,
Among the pines where secrets come to life,
There lurks a truth that you alone possess,
The wild, untamed wolf that lies within.
Not for the day’s soft light or gentle touch,
Nor for the world’s adorned and polished ways,
I crave the raw, the stark, the primal call,
The song that from your deepest heart resounds.
Speak not of roses basking in the li...
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