Free verse Poems
A Beauty Called Rose
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
She illuminates even the dreariest places,
With all of the vibrant colors she puts on,
Trailing sweet fragrance through the hours,
Her vague memory putting smiles upon faces!
Her visage glows in the wonder of sunny days,
A spring debutante, aging in summer's glaze.
Silent and mysterious, an enigmatic dreamer,
Vivaciously spreading joy, where she visits.
Star of noon gardens, where cardinals croon,
She is cherished by everyone, under the moon.
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A Golden Spell
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Ebony shadows on the ground, a torrid afternoon,
Butterflies in the luscious roses, pinks on orange,
Swift flight of clamorous crows, black on sapphire,
Off toward hued sunset, that sets the world on fire,
Mystical mountain meadows, wildflowers in mists,
With the bright future ahead, of still, golden spells,
Clouds on lustrous dawn skies, in sunrise lavender,
Varying the vibrant color by the hours, in summer.
A Day in the Dahlias
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Orange sunshine, pink butterflies, in dawn buds of hope-
Last night's rain has caused noon blooms in the fields!
Canaries are flying low in a season of scents and scenery;
And the moments are creeping, in response to sultry heat.
A day among varicolored dahlias, at the premiere of life,
As bees are buzzing for honey, at summertime's midlife.
Tall trees cast shimmering shade, all the green afternoon,
Amid life's colorful, lovely, eclectic sights and sounds.
Until delight and fragrance greet dreamy evening eyes,
And deep burgundy sunshine leaves with the butterflies!
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Um... it doesn't rhyme
by Bogdan Dragos
Um... it doesn't rhyme,
she said
I looked at her
You kidding?
And then she shook her head
No, look, this poem
really has no rhymes
at all
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A Dreamy Night
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Black onyx night, of the pearlescent moon,
diamond dew kissed, musk rose red.
Deep purple and white passion!
Phantoms dance in lilac dreams;
around the corner of blooms,
with memories of sunshine.
Comparing lovely costumes,
in fields, beds and flowerpots,
just steps away from moonlight.
A polka dot rainbow flared.
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Ballroom Dancing
by Joe Cyr
Bonnie and I enjoy ballroom dancing
But we are not ballroom dancers
There is a difference
One manifests enjoyment -
A joyful response to the urge
To get up and move with the music
as when a waltz or rhumba begins to play
When that happens, we must move
lowering and rising, 1-2-3
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Celestial Echoes
by Joe Cyr
(free verse)
Churning nuclear giants
radiating intense heat and brilliance
on astral mirrors of dark still ponds
reflect
as tiny cool mimic stars
❀
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Agnes M. and May
by Joe Cyr
(elegy)
Prologue
In a small New England town, in a Church cemetery
at edge of a family plot with room scarce to bury,
stand twin stones to Agnes M. 1887 – 1897,
and to May, who in chiseled 1901 birth year also entered Heaven.
Missing burial records for these two is a local mystery,
As to why memorials appeared many years later, we are not yet privy.
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Memories of a While Back
by Mai ✿
O memories of long ago
I never thought I'd miss you
I still remember those times
Never thought they'd be the best of times
Oh, how I long for those days
Hard as they were, painful even
They are the loveliest, nonetheless
Younger me would've been perplexed
If she knew I want those days back!
But perhaps that's how life is
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A Dreamy Night
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Black onyx night, of the pearlescent moon,
diamond dew kissed, musk rose red.
Deep purple and white passion!
Phantoms dance in lilac dreams;
around the corner of blooms,
with memories of sunshine.
Comparing lovely costumes,
in fields, beds and flowerpots,
just steps away from moonlight.
A polka dot rainbow flared.
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Eliza Connolly (1 poem about Free verse)
I teach English and history to high school kids and enjoy writing. -
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