Assonance Poems

gleams impregnable of fortress by heaven
yet glimmer through wings of immortality
as time and space in its mute undertone
smack of golden dusts raving over rays
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The page looked at me
blankly.

The words gathered
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dew falling from leaf tip yet serenades dawn
earth never feelS love unrequited
till sun wakes to enliven universe
redemption is the last rung of truth absolute.
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dew falling from leaf tip yet serenades dawn
earth never feels love unrequited
till sun wakes to enliven universe
redemption is last rung of truth absolute.
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GLOSSARY OF POETRY

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True, I can rhyme – endwords, and inner too;
fangle fine assonance, like thought made new;
march to a metre –regular in tread
or cunningly disjointed – silken, the thread
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Each word's a chord,
A tone, a colour,
Juxtaposing images and sounds
In harmonising order,
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gleams impregnable of fortress by heaven
yet glimmer through wings of immortality
as time and space in its mute undertone
smack of golden dusts raving over rays
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the singing in the living, listening heart

tells love in whispers; and the heart is always
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The shires bask serenely in the summer sun.
Streams flow smoothly down the green hillsides.
All is well with the world
As apple blossoms bloom.
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I had wanted to write a poem
With a pun for fun,
But the theme will not come,
So the rhythm will not thrum,
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The bed we loved in was a spinning world
of forests, castles, torchlight, cliff-tops, seas
where he would dive for pearls. My lover's words
were shooting stars which fell to earth as kisses
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Before the thought has thought itself.
In the mind of our beholder
An immediate spontaneity,
Encounters vast invasions
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I looked into the pixels in her eyes
Nowhere did i detect lies
They were a perfect window to a perfect soul
Sees no evil through those eyes at all
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Love wave

Love is like a sinusoidal wave
It goes up and down an octave
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Poets translate nature's profound language,
Via a myriad of wonderfully woven,
Sprightly diction and vivid imagery.
Art attempts to mirror miraculous
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Green and tall kissing the roof, and so much glad,
What you're doing silently yards below the ground,
Wild blows of air and the clouds have gone mad,
No showers, no flash of light, and no thunder of sound,
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O the seemingly dream like themes
Of our drowsy flower strewn days:
In the slow flow of assonance;
The breathtaking, relentless beat
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I was young, and living
in Southern California.
I owned life, I had two pet
doves and I was reading
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