Best Shush Poems

Shush, did you hear that?
it is the wail of terminated babies
the cries of soldiers who did not come home
the tears running down mothers cheeks

Shush, did...

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While whispers shush on sheltered shores, as soon the cockcrow quakes,
the seas descry a skittish sky, sense summer zephyrs wake  –
roused passions neath the...

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"I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which." James A. Owen

In a white man's world, 
I've become an enigma,
feeling like I don't belong, 
trying...

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Shush...Did You Hear That?

Listen to
The raindrops falling
Let us cry…
Wash away
Life’s bitter, stinging pain and
Take away its stain.

Listen to
The ocean splashing
Let us laugh…
Lift our hearts
With cool,...

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Blue words cry, 
smearing bare 
               paper walls. 
I am only...

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Be quiet quiet quiet 
Shush shush shush
We’ve spoken too much
We haven’t listened enough

Black men and women
It’s not easy to be brave
Oppression and inequality 
make you...

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The hot cars slowly wend their way down Mandalay boulevard. Young men whistle and honk at the pretty girls walking away from the beach and...

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The day started badly as I had a bat flattery on my vodge diper

It was roaring with pain when I arrived at the par cark...

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Mother Earth awakens, in subtle pastel hues
Aspen leaves flutter and quake, shaking off the morning dew
Morning stirs, and Hummingbird wings whir and trill, just out...

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We are extremely jealous of her sandals, the ones with the glitzy silver rhinestones.
She has worn them twice this week. But who is counting? 
We...

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I had to find a bathroom,
A reasonable request,
I was all alone
And my bladder was quite stressed.

So I asked a man nearby,
“Do you know where a...

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My pen pal and I both had a passion for poetry books
The city library was thought of. We met in her nooks.
Shush! Shush! We heard...

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I’m tired of you.
Back stabbing me and not keeping it true.
Deceiving and lying
When I caught you, here comes the fake crying
The sad bedroom eyes hiding...

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The redwoods’ fairy ring, wall in a family secret
Only, not all roots dig as deep…
Parched, some shrivel, loosening the circlet

Shush….the tallest ones whisper steep
Elegance alas,...

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Sharp as a whip, and not really drunk,
the drunken monk
has the sober monkey on his back.
A cylinder of mighty words
chained to a cylinder of craft...

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