Poems With Analysis - Page 3
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To A Terrific Dad
in Father Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
To a dad who is terrific,
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To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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I Am Not A Victim Of Breast Cancer
Analysis of Form and Technique
I am not a victim of breast cancer. I am experiencing breast cancer.
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I am not dying. I am living.
I am not curing. I am healing and restoring.
I am not fearing. I am loving and trusting.Featured Shared StoryI am a two time cancer survivor. I had a wonderful doctor. The first time I had a lumpectomy and radiation. The second time was five years later and I had a mastectomy with radiation and...
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Storm At Sea
in Ocean Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
CRASHING waves... SMASHING seas...
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Bringing sailors to their knees.
As they struggle to save their lives,
Hoping and praying help arrives.Featured Shared StoryThis poem brought a tear to my eye and I love the way that the author has written this particular poem. It definitely is top in my book.
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My Wooded World
Analysis of Form and Technique
As a child, I would sit and ponder
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at the wooded areas, for their beauty relaxed me.
The sway of the branches and whistling of the winds,
as if they were calling my name.Featured Shared StoryI spend every waking moment that I can outside, walking with my dog in nature! We are fortunate to live surrounded by many trees. They make me feel safe and protected, and this poem shows me...
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Christmas Bells
Famous Poem
Analysis of Form and Technique
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
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Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeatFeatured Shared StoryIt's wonderful. I love how he added that he believes in God. Best poem ever.
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Forever Remember
Analysis of Form and Technique
I remember
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Planes flying low
Smoke from the towers
Cries from the injuredFeatured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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Spring
in Spring Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
When the cold, harsh winter has given its last breath,
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When the sky above shows life instead of death,
When the claws reaching to the frozen sky become decorated with leaves,
When the animals -long in hiding- scurry from trees,Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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Can Earth Be Earth?
in Earth Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
Can earth be Earth when all its trees are gone,
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And sudsy waters have become unfit,
And poisoned life no longer greets the dawn
With raucous sounds that death has caused to quit?Featured Shared StoryThis poem made me feel like I can once more cry for our poor Earth. Why do we have to do what we do? And to our surprise, tigers, wolves, mountain lions, and many other predators are blamed...
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He Is There
in God Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
God comes to us in quiet and simple ways.
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He is there when the breeze rustles the palm fronds on a quiet, lazy, sunny afternoon.
When the raindrops softly patter on the thirsty tin roofs of the poor, he is there.
Featured Shared StoryI have never seen God in this light. Thank you for showing me how easy it is to find God. I have been searching for Him all my life.
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Mighty Tempest
Analysis of Form and Technique
Sultry sun on fields and bay,
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quiet calm engulfs the day.
Faint troubled rumblings in the skyFeatured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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The Shepherd Slept
in Faith Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
There was a shepherd who fell fast asleep
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So there was no one to see to his sheep.
The sheep were delighted, freedom at last
Followed the leader and ran away fast.Featured Shared StoryI love this poem. I send blessings to you, Beryl. The words mean so much for me, because I know that we are the sheep and also the shepherd. We need but recall our Spiritual Father, "God,"...
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Seasons
Analysis of Form and Technique
A dark gloomy sunless start
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Cold and calculating
Frost on the windows
Icy streetsFeatured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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Hurricane Isabella
in Earth Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
I can't sleep tonight, I can still hear her name.
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She came with warning but could not be tamed.
We packed our things and stored them tight,
And headed for shelter anticipating this night.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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Swoosh, Boom, Crunch, Howl
in Beach Poems
Analysis of Form and Technique
The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...
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Beach, Beach, Beach
The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...
Swoosh, Swoosh, SwooshFeatured Shared StoryBeing involved with the aspects of nature is the best thing ever. It's so beautiful, peaceful, and calming. It gives the creative person his tranquility, and it can be his muse. It's full of...
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