Short Admittance Poems
Short Admittance Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Admittance by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Admittance by length and keyword.
Without you
I would be an iceberg
Frosty & cold
A steel foundation
A mighty fortress
A vault at the bank
A self imposed prison
An armored heart
A concrete soul
With no admittance allowed
They are welcome to their beliefs,
I can see through their hat,
That camaraderie of brothers,
Upholding the ancient bat.
But when they start to nose,
Into my business, my things,
Then I say no admittance,
No way in, you’re at your sins!
Inspect than detect and correct.
Remittance for pittance was part of admittance.
Swerve after you observe the curve.
Receive, retrieve and relieve.
Amount of deceased increased and their
souls would be released.
Jim Horn
Write some poems using these words
that rhyme.
Form:
spirit eternal, caged in feeble form
remains shrouded under a thought form cloud
silence and stillness invokes a bliss storm
exhuming false ego that once stood proud
its admittance thereafter disallowed
that thus as pure awareness self-aware
with the heart of God we seamlessly pair
As contracting fearful thoughts creep in
we look at the ego urgings
with astonishment being of foreign origin
illusionary images spewing
Thought forms that we allow admittance
signal correspondent affinity
for porous emptiness of joyous innocence
throbs with bliss in continuity
10-September-2020
The Mystery of the Monastery
In the Entity comes Sanctity
Repentance giveth to Admittance
Cleansing of the Sensing
To Homogenize and Energize
Around All Periphery Leads to Epiphany
Curing Lesions and Bringing Peace to The Regions
The Summoning of the Soul
Giving Truth To the Worldly Toll
Form:
My Admitance Is Good Riddence
Once you will recognize my admittance;
Wish Trump was gone and good riddance,
To parts unknown,
Even if fully grown;
Should start avoiding all of the suspense.
James Mysterious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Not only is he redundant,
He also is being repugnant
Relive this moment to believe purpose had a end.
A plan renders distance a sequence of the past-
-past its final notice; relive this moment to belive.
An arranged existence with no vanity cramps.
A plan begs admittance a consequence of your past-
-past its final notice; relive these oraganic matters seeded belief.
My sadness is so profound
That it settles, like a killing dust
In every corner of the room
Sometimes, my eyes are wide with joy
The birds are loose in my eyes
Happy thoughts wing through the room
And rest on the notebook
Each image is a single memory
Whose life span is short
And heartbeat fast
Each image is a mystery,
Demanding preservation and admittance
Each image is a song,
Wanting life
You want to define Poetry,
behind the safety of your bars
Open the door to your cage,
a world awaits, whose feathers tar
Dusty journals and how-to books,
no longer serve you here
The price of your admittance,
an acknowledgement of fear
With words only as strong
as the impression they leave
And feelings only as sacred
—as memory retrieves
(Seattle Washington: March, 2017)
You want to define Poetry,
behind the safety of your bars
Open the door to your cage,
a world awaits, whose feathers tar
Dusty journals and how-to books,
no longer serve you here
The price of your admittance,
an acknowledgement of fear
With words only as strong
as the impression they leave
And feelings only as sacred
—as memory retrieves
(Seattle Washington: March, 2017)
You want to define poetry,
behind the safety of your bars
Open the door to your cage,
a world awaits, where feathers tar
Dusty journals and ‘how-to’ books,
no longer serve you here
One price of admittance,
the acknowledgement of fear
With words only as strong
as the impression they leave,
And feelings only as sacred,
—as memory retrieves
(Seattle Washington: March, 2017)
Mine hands
Sinful tools possessed
Dance along the periphery
Of thy intimate domain
Touching and probing
With subtle
Perverse persuasions
Caressing thy sweet softness
With course and brutal desires
Has thou the courage
Within thy soul
For acceptance of such
And grant admittance
Into thy Forbidden garden
Or shall these hands
Be bound and left idle
Their tools left to rust
From the tears
Of mine intimate frustrations
Form:
Heraclitus!
Can we never step in the
Same water twice?
For other waters are forever
Flowing onto us!
I try to think of ways to
Cheat your wisdom.
What if the waters are frozen?
Surely then I can keep what
I never want to lose?
But a frozen stream like
An icy soul denies
And bars admittance.
Were they only dreams?
Things already past!
Nothing endures but change
You say? Then tell me man
Why ever pain; seems the only
One to stay?
To those
who gave up everything
they knew, they lived, they loved,
To give me
my Today
my American day:
Were that small
leaking stinking wooden ship
sailing today
bound for America,
And they be
crowded on the bow
watching in great anticipation
as an unknown skyline
emerges from the mist...
What would they see?
A gate across the waters...?
Signage saying
No Admittance.
No immigrants allowed.
And a statue weeping.
Beyond this door
A lush universe
A burst of awesomeness
An exotic tropical world
Where rain droplets hover
For orchid blooms high and low
A proliferation of vivid blossoms
Each unique intricate works of art
In every colour of the rainbow
Releasing tropical assailant scents
Lavish greenhouse garden
A most spiritual sanctuary
As precious as admittance to the
Creator’s private chamber
Just a taste of what heaven is like
AP: Honorable Mention 2020