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POEM STARTER
‘Dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly.’
Write a poem with a consistent structure, concluding with this line. You can choose any style for your poem, but it should be one that employs a consistent structure.
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The day will end, as it does, and the world will go to sleep,
People coming home to rest, from the daily lives they lead,
They may be good or bad or both, but all will seek reprieve,
I sometimes think if the world should end, I hope it’s in peace,
Let us all just disappear, and fade out in endless dream,
Let cities fall to lidded eyes, and earth return to trees,
Send people to bed, and let ...
Devil takes his chance,
In the night's deceptive dance,
Truth hides in plain sight.
Eyes betray the heart,
In darkness, judgment departs,
No safe place to hide.
Lost within the maze,
Of the mind's intricate phase,
Sanity's thin ice.
Yet, through the despair,
A faint whisper in the air,
Promises the light.
Our father above,
Blesses us, Eternal love,
Washes sin away.
Demons in hiding,
Eternall...
In the depths of night, where darkness eludes,
Where restless thoughts and emotions intrude,
Perhaps peace will find her, in solitude,
Slowly, stubbornly.
Amidst the chaos, where shadows bend,
It’s much more difficult to pretend.
Perhaps her broken heart will mend,
Slowly, stubbornly.
But she dries her eyes and hardens her stare,
A weary soul, with burdens to bear.
Because hope still burns,...
Figures dance, only visible to me.
Shapes bring vivid colors, images of different worlds.
This little slip of paper, a portal past two pages.
It was only a matter of time…
Imagination shocks me, seizes hold, shakes me.
Words surrounded my life,
Art foremost among my priorities.
It couldn’t last…
Bills stacked up, the red words much more foreboding.
The said I wasn’t focused but I was…
Ju...
The day your heart shatters,
dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly
as it if has no idea your world had stopped.
The day your heart shatters,
night still falls, swiftly, sternly
as if it does not know how quickly the dark eats away at you.
The day your heart shatters,
the sun rises, beating, burning.
Then,
the moon rises, hastily, hauntingly.
The day your heart shatters
time keeps turning...
to survive is to sleep, wake and eat
to eat at least twice each day
to sleep for hours on end
to survive is to take no risks
protect the body and mind
survival makes viciousness gentle
it’s all you can do to see another day
but to live
to live is to sing, dance and scream
to eat when you want something good
to sleep when you want to dream
to live is to take risks everyday
from saying hello to a ...
The winter draws closer and darker,
Colder in the fray comes,
The covers so warm and comforting,
Just like the dark,
No one can see you in the dark,
Shrouded in the shadows,
Enveloped by the blanket,
But we must still emerge,
From the warm and the dark,
For dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly....
Darkness envelops the room. As she sits wide awake unable to close her eyes. Will the new day come? Where I am new to start fresh. Become something more than who I am in this moment. Fear grips her deep, like a hand grasping at her heart. Not allowing it to beat. Grasping her lungs not allowing a deep breath.
Then, she sees a distant glow. Coming low from the East. Is it the sun? The new day, t...
Who would dare to chase away the night sky
When there are so many stories, old as time,
that call to us in these traces of mystic light?
Who could they be?
How do they live?
What makes their hearts soar
…Or their hearts sore?
Will we ever know their faces?
Their voices?
Will we ever know their love or rage,
Or if they yield to their grief or age?
Yet, as we weave our dreams
Of who peers b...
A hungering darkness prowls
Its figure freckled with stars
Its one good eye, the frigid moon
Its thoughts, bright, melting comets
We close our eyes and drift away
In fearful awe, in drowsy dread
So few of us possess the strength
To watch deep shadows roam
The dark has a way of freezing time
And holding our sight hostage
Awake, we wonder, asleep we believe
Dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly...
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