#imitation poems on Hello Poetry

A T Bockholdt Dec 2017

Jorge

still in the night he
does not remember why
—sounds of her sighs

her small ears
pressing into the tight
space of the day

or the tenderness between
him and her
held in the air

the repeated denial
of the time set chained
to hold their plans

were revolting against
trysts
spent in another’s gaze

2. Sebastian

the tenacious sense in
arrangement
lets slip imitation

how I could possess
your breath
and bear it

delicately freeing
my stances
I strained

in celebration
at the sanctification
that you’d
granted to Saint Sebastian
in Irene’s
blessing

will healing hands make
poetry
or trap the shaking

of my languid silver pens
taut but not
ready

3. Carlos

the sweet words
brought
for the lovers

that beats hard
each
hesitance

leaps
without fear
regarding

that
their time is
now here

the shape that
your
sighs take

suggesting
as if
limits don’t exist

This is part of collection for a senior portfolio project at CU Denver
Project is intended to represent the stylistic distinctions of great American poets through the imitation of their poetics and/or their subject matter

In this three section poem, "Enacting Imitation," I work to closely mirror William Carlos Williams poem "3 Stances." Williams uses enjambment to subtly infuse multiple meanings into his sparse lines. Williams poetry also enacts a metaphysical level that allows the reader to see the poet's space of thinking and anxieties in writing which we see in "Danse Russe," wherein Williams finds freedom in writing for himself. I also use his ideas of the variable foot to employ certain rhythmic tones and speeds into this imitation.

#william #carlos #williams #poetry #modern #imitation #3stances

Nisa H Nov 2017

I wish to be a mockingbird

I wish to be a mockingbird

To imitate perfectly
singing at the sight
of a flicker of light- right on time

To amaze and never once fail
to carry a perfect tune
with just enough joy
harmonizing till noon

A melody already heard
yet new and unique

A master of imitation
an artist within
following a yellow streak

Every chime and song
is voiced peculiarly
not a hint of hesitation

Moving it’s body rhythmically
it never doubts
For it knows which direction it shall go

I wish to be a mockingbird

To imitate so well
to be cherished
because I am
because I do
without fully being myself

#mockingbird #firstpoem #bored #nature #bird #imitation #hiding #feelings

Julie Grenness Mar 2017

IMITATION!

I pondered, alone, not lonely, like a cloud,
Is positivity still allowed?
I spied upon a distant hill,
A man who was a dipstick dill,
My kind of guy, I suggest,
I feel this poem does regress,
I keep feeding him, none the less,
I ponder on what is a man,
Not the end of the world, to him no hand,
I ponder, alone, not lonely, like a cloud,
Yes, other magic is still allowed.......

Feedback welcome.

#imitation

Pardeep Aug 2016

replace

WAX
        me to perfection.
PLACE
         me on display.
ADMIRE
          my glossy imitation.

#love #poem #poetry #poet #hate #display #replace #wax #imitation #remake

Hao Nguyen Apr 2016

"Tattoos"

Your commitments and word
Are inks stained on cold skin
Taken without pain sacrificed,
Easily washed away in water:
Simple imitations...
That at its essence
Mock the sanctity and identity
of actual tattoos.

#tattoos #identity #sanctity #imitation #committment

Oscar Mann Oct 2015

The man in the mirror

I’ve always been intimidated
By the man in the mirror
With his cocky face and his self-assured grin

I’ve always been imitated
By the man in the mirror
With his worried sigh and his eyes full of doubt

#personality #arrogance #duality #dual #imitation #self-doubt #intimidation #self-assurance

troglodyte Sep 2015

Where I'm From

I am from the tears of an aged woman,
who cried happily to a worn down man.
I am from bare grass,
where my shoeless feet felt the gentle blades,
and my tender hands gripped the bark.

I am from the countless fights,
the destructiveness of different personalities
all forced into one home.
I am from the coffee-stained house,
from the yeses and no's,
from the broken glass.
I am from the ballerina-pink room
where I spent most of my time.

I'm from the unwelcomed situations,
naked and unbearably lost.
From the broken bones,
to the broken hearts.
I am from emotions.

There, in my mind,
all these memories,
good and bad,
are the important stuff.
I am from what she made,
but I created,
and I will destroy.

#narrative #imitation #whereimfrom #styleassignment #stylepoetry #imitatingpoetry

Michaela Jun 2015

Imitation Stars

Imitation stars.
Bright lights for a shadow heart.
Wonder where the imitation starts
And he begins.

Imitation sky.
Bright lights from this empty cave.
Tunnel vision making love look brave.
Like we could win.

And emulation heartbreak from fabricated warmth,
and telling myself
I am okay.
This is not real.
This love was warped.

But echoes of heartbeats,
Tell me if you hear them, dear.
And pictures of people,
And stories of places,
And songs that no one could hear.

When the idea of pain leaves real scars,
And photographs cut this deep.
Look at pictures of his smile,
rip up every chance of sleep.
Blue foam eyes and barefoot boys,
stolen time, white noise,
5000 miles and 600 days,
6 hours to wonder if he stays.

And realise that you are gone.
Apprehend that he was never here.
And you are mourning a ghost.
You're crying for a vision, dear.

Because in complete darkness I found you,
and dreamt what you might be.
Bright lights for a shadow heart
are all you left with me.

Probably my longest one? Thank you for reading it.

#love #heartbreak #heart #shadow #stars #sky #bright #lights #echoes #imitation

Mohammad Skati Feb 2015

Imitation

If imitation means To do the same ,then This is something not well Simply because it should be In another and better way ... We can imitate ,but With our original way ... We don't imitate by copying things As they are,but We do our best to have better things ...

#not #be #should #imitation #copying

Zach Hanlon Feb 2015

Plastic Jewel

Under the porch

of someone’s apartment

shrouded in a cloud of

cigarette smoke and a

lingering winter’s breeze lies

twinkling plastic jewels

in the damp dirt

#poem #jewel #plastic #imitation