Welcome to my poems directory.
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A Cool Life (a friend's worry)
by Pete Scopes
14/03/2010
...Mist shrouds, and mystic mountains rise, Dragons dwell breathing their flames, Myths begin and legends are made......
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Wonder, Ponder
by Pete Scopes
20/02/2010
I lie awake and wonder, About places I have yet to be, And on and on I ponder, About places I shall never see. Further than the rising sun, Deeper than the deepest sea, Wider than any savannah runs, Taller than the tallest tree. Snow shimmers ...
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Rhyming Poetry
by Pete Scopes
24/10/2009
The joys of poetry rhyming, Lie quite simply in the timing, From syllables that form the line, And haphazard beats there to shine, To constructing sentences in orders different, To help the poor poet make the rhymes consistent, There is so much more to ...
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Bad Rhyming Poetry
by Pete Scopes
24/10/2009
Bad rhyming poetry, you may think is simple Writing line after line that has no coupling But, be warned of you will of the human mind To seek patterns in verses of which are not there Very good it is at finding hidden meanings That even smart poets though...
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An Ode to the Morning Sun
by Pete Scopes
22/09/2009
Oh morning Sun where are you I ask This night is so cold & I have but one task For you to drive away the chill from the air To reclaim your place & frighten all who dare Challenge your right to stand high & strong To warm the Earth & for this a song Shall...
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Love Is
by Pete Scopes
04/08/2009
Love is a strange beast, It swings from branch to branch. It clambers over this and that, And accepts us as we are. Love is a wondrous thing, It is deeper than the sea. It keeps the secrets we impart, And listens carefully....
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The Unintentional Show-off
by Pete Scopes
12/06/2009
Just because I see a tree and climb does not mean I care what goes through your mind Standing on top of a wall I just scaled I'm not wondering whether you saw me prevail Or maybe you think it is to show I am better but this from the truth could not be f...
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My, Nature's, Alarm Clock
by Pete Scopes
19/05/2009
To bed! I say, or at least said, for it is a drowsy morning now. A beam of pure light mounts an attack on my once dark fortress. Yet my, artificial, alarm clock tells me that I should, in fact, still be asleep! So why am I awake at this hour? For wh...
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My Sleeping Hour
by Pete Scopes
30/11/2003
In my bed, my sleeping hour I lie awake with no desire. Curtains lighten with the rising sun My alarm goes off, an annoying hum. I crunch my eyes shut as shut can be But I am awake for all to see. Slowly, slowly my eyes creep open I hit my alarm, the n...