The Fox of the Frozen North

The arctic winds from the brumal sky whispered in his ears, of ancient times and archaic rhymes from long, forgotten years; and yet these haunting tales did very little to address, feelings of isolation amongst the wintry loneliness.

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Summers eve, A poem

_my lords and ladies gather round, please, sit and listen for a time listen to, my voice, my sound and love's story, told in a rhyme, in a time not long ago, where the summers were long and steady a pair of friends, to laugh, to love, left

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Agnosticism

Or is it just your rhyme and bone? some trifle to placate the masses make them all happy. it's all a way to move the masses, keep on making pious passes, at the will and whim of man, and to what end, my friend?

The Love Song of a Warrior-Poet

This poem was drafted with no particular meter in mind, and with the exception of a few rhymes is mostly prose.

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The Cheshire Cat

You can't tell; can't rhyme or reason me, for ill or good. in this world, where you can't do as you would, what can you do but grin and disappear? poem nonetheless, this is an empty wood. you see me smiling, but i am not here.

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My Dreams are in Stories

We were allowed to write the poem on whatever we wanted, but we had to follow the "villanelle" poem structure, which had very specific rules about rhyme and syllable count.

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Pick-sure...

Often times i make rhymes for depictions of fictions they never were sometimes i intertwine reality so much, my own life becomes a blur memories become more than needed my intent & imagination seem depleted time & space leave me walking among

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Alone

#1 of poetry so, yeah, i made this a while ago in dutch, and a good friend of mine asked if i could translate it for her, it is supposed to rhyme like abab. i am a wolf, here the only one of my kind.

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a Lack of sound

Spin in the way i wanted it to maybe you still love me but i believe you're a liar do i feel better for letting you go to be honest i no longer care enough so it's true i am unlovable so it's true i will never truly be happy nothing needs to rhyme

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Ode to the Wind Flight

Like usual, i haven't made any rhymes or such, since i wouldn't be able to do them even if i wanted to xd i maybe abused a bit of repetitions, but i feel like it sounds nice. otherwise, like some may have guessed... flightrising stuff !

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Angel...

Always feel like rhyming late at night... :p_ **angel, take the pain away.** i wake up one morning, bright and new. something is different something's askew. i feel enlightened. i feel no remorse.

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Accompanied by Tornado Siren

I do like the sonnet/blank verse/ rhymed envoi pattern it produced. i think it deescalates and escalates similar to the way that musical theatre might use breaking into song, lapsing back into dialog, then having a big finishing number.

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