Poems Inspired by E. E. Cummings
#EECummings
Poems inspired by American poet, author, and playwright Edward Estlin Cummings, known as E. E. Cummings. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in the writing and poems of E. E. Cummings. Along with poems about Cummings himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 9:41pm
3rd Jun 2021 9:41pm
Your Passion
it's the way you hold yourself
the words you write
in awe
in love
in moments like this
i pine
the words you write
in awe
in love
in moments like this
i pine
#love
#WritingPoetry
#passion #EECummings
#passion #EECummings
647 reads
26 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 4:52am
29th Aug 2019 4:52am
dive for dreams (E. E. Cummings Tribute)
Trust your heart and see where it goes
as it may lead you to a new destination.
We remember that we are living today
and may die tomorrow. You carry roses
and trek through patches of carnations.
You always follow and trace every ray
of sunshine with your fingertips, but you
also dive for dreams. The stars shine just
for you night after night and never forget
to live by love. Some day you will want to
remember your first love and all the trust
you had as you choose to never regret
anything. You crawl under the soft duvet.
...
as it may lead you to a new destination.
We remember that we are living today
and may die tomorrow. You carry roses
and trek through patches of carnations.
You always follow and trace every ray
of sunshine with your fingertips, but you
also dive for dreams. The stars shine just
for you night after night and never forget
to live by love. Some day you will want to
remember your first love and all the trust
you had as you choose to never regret
anything. You crawl under the soft duvet.
...
#beauty
#dreams
#EECummings
646 reads
6 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 4:09pm
14th Aug 2019 4:09pm
frozen open in time
( after e.e. cummings )
1
from corners directions
greets breezes
to rise to plunge into
a surreal ness
2
these small ones with
humble blossom offerings
frozen open in time
before time after time
forever mute in their
open mouth prayer
that fills the mani cured
half abandoned gathered
like their voices that spill
from sorrow-filled eyes
in the darkness of dead ...
1
from corners directions
greets breezes
to rise to plunge into
a surreal ness
2
these small ones with
humble blossom offerings
frozen open in time
before time after time
forever mute in their
open mouth prayer
that fills the mani cured
half abandoned gathered
like their voices that spill
from sorrow-filled eyes
in the darkness of dead ...
#war
#death
#angels
#graveyard
#EECummings
741 reads
6 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 8:05pm
11th Aug 2019 8:05pm
Mole 5.
( a visual )
#city
#books
#learning #EECummings
#learning #EECummings
736 reads
12 Comments
Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
10th Aug 2019 00:28am
10th Aug 2019 00:28am
of hand-crocheted doilies ordained for China
( after e.e. cummings )
of hand-crocheted doilies ordained for China or Romania,
the ladies of Lowell cluck and croon with slight of hand,
flurrying needles, clicking their skeins of dyed wool yarn,
are worn wing chairs with threadbare cushions, and are
sure of themselves in their love of Jesus, Eleanor, and the
war orphans, they wear pancake and sensible shoes and
read the classics between services, and gossip as they
bandy their quick glances, of a particular reverend and his
secretary, but all is right among these righteous...
of hand-crocheted doilies ordained for China or Romania,
the ladies of Lowell cluck and croon with slight of hand,
flurrying needles, clicking their skeins of dyed wool yarn,
are worn wing chairs with threadbare cushions, and are
sure of themselves in their love of Jesus, Eleanor, and the
war orphans, they wear pancake and sensible shoes and
read the classics between services, and gossip as they
bandy their quick glances, of a particular reverend and his
secretary, but all is right among these righteous...
#women
#war
#religion
#nostalgia
#EECummings
663 reads
4 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
9th Aug 2019 9:47am
9th Aug 2019 9:47am
Evening forms
A murmuration, shape shifting, dipping, lifting
Night clouds, sliding sunset towards its roost
Faster than dawn. seems its closing form
It's golden palette soon absorbed
Into the rainbows darker hues
How quick the change indigo and blue
The chill of self reflection, lights the first star
Last notes of contentment the days orchestra
Shadows, the players that weaken and change
Descends to night, the first yawn unconstrained
Ties that eve
Its robes wrapped as darkness thieves
inspiration EE Cummings (Summer Silence)
Night clouds, sliding sunset towards its roost
Faster than dawn. seems its closing form
It's golden palette soon absorbed
Into the rainbows darker hues
How quick the change indigo and blue
The chill of self reflection, lights the first star
Last notes of contentment the days orchestra
Shadows, the players that weaken and change
Descends to night, the first yawn unconstrained
Ties that eve
Its robes wrapped as darkness thieves
inspiration EE Cummings (Summer Silence)
#night
#SelfReflection
#EECummings
633 reads
6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
9th Aug 2019 3:45am
9th Aug 2019 3:45am
XLV 'you' (into winter)
in winter
all worlds are
born to die (in you)
vacant it seems we are
born to live by love (it's true)
"unmoving we pass walking deaths
in idle breaths seldom seen by few"
(behind a dirtied pane you sit) beneath
some loveless halo of doom and hurry (worry)
as black leaves on a tree of life are (hiding)
all my selves in your minds grasp are (abiding)
I shall see you there (falling, recalling)
I shall grieve for the one heart that
died inside mine. what heart
you say mine
what is that you carry ...
all worlds are
born to die (in you)
vacant it seems we are
born to live by love (it's true)
"unmoving we pass walking deaths
in idle breaths seldom seen by few"
(behind a dirtied pane you sit) beneath
some loveless halo of doom and hurry (worry)
as black leaves on a tree of life are (hiding)
all my selves in your minds grasp are (abiding)
I shall see you there (falling, recalling)
I shall grieve for the one heart that
died inside mine. what heart
you say mine
what is that you carry ...
#love
#winter
#EECummings
672 reads
10 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 12:00pm
6th Aug 2019 12:00pm
I Feel Silence
Silence…….
I feel
the silence
D
e
e
P
L
Y
It may not take
form
But it is still
felt
For it is here……
Surrounding
me
Becoming
me
# E.E. Cummings
I feel
the silence
D
e
e
P
L
Y
It may not take
form
But it is still
felt
For it is here……
Surrounding
me
Becoming
me
# E.E. Cummings
#EECummings
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3 Comments
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