Short Apostrophe Poems
Short Apostrophe Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Apostrophe by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Apostrophe by length and keyword.
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Custodian of Apostrophe's Apostle
Who done it, steed?
Who said what's read
between the lines marked
with ad hoc diacritic dashes?
Nostalgic in noon
Apostrophe in desire
Linger kiss on you
I’ve got a thing about spelling
I'm not averse to showing or telling
But an apostrophe out of place
Is just a disgrace
And it always ends up with me yelling
A humble plea
Dear Soupers, may I make a humble plea –
Please give due thought to the apostrophe!
This fairly simple mark of punctuation
Has often landed in the wrong location!
Liberty Bell, cracked and muted after the war
Apostrophe after every catastrophe under par
Homerun in the Long March of Second War
Coins on cairns of foes and heroes in jar
An exclamation point in war under par.
once lives discovered
inevitable transformations
illegal apostrophe vortex.
whippersnapper extractions,
are whisperings enough?
virtual transitions
all lives interdefined
never ending romances
beyond our now nowness
TAXI!
My letter eye has van'shed
Eye see t's really gone
Mak'ng each new poem a challenge
that could take a whole day long
Yet thanks to the apostrophe
and a l'ttle b't of creat'v'ty
Eye see no need at all to fret
Tomorrow's poem today you'll get
Wire taps
Wired traps
Wilderness
Bombs
C4
9mm’s
Nutmegs
Magazines for guns
Sharp Blades
Original Guns
Get ready for battle
Maniacs
The team blows up
Silent but deadly
Throw your muscle!
Scream!
Belt of equipment
Guns of apostrophe.
Stealth for life.
Form:
More than a little bit transient
except when I look in your eyes;
My soul frozen by your cement
grounded by faith my spirit flies;
Balance is what you emphasize
without a ‘you’ there is no ‘me’;
Our lows are the flip side of highs,
the yin yang of apostrophe.
Feel my energy
& come to me.
Notice that knot
in your stomach
& know it's my breaking heart.
Rise without thought
& find your keys.
Excuse yourself
& run to me.
Fear my cooling.
Break the speed limit
to catch me awake.
Catch me thinking of you
& hoping you would come.
God, when the mother's cry
arrives—do You hear
the shape before the sound?
The phonemes of her grief,
or merely what they stir?
You hear
the way December hears a leaf:
as afterthought.
You frost
what begs for spring.
We are Your coordinates for cold.
Just to let all you folks know
that my good old keyboard's kaput
Can't f'gure out the reason why
but eye (Gershon) can't type the letter eye
So for the next few days, an eye
or an apostrophe w'll have to do
My poems may be sl'ghtly obtuse
As Eye make for th's keyboard a noose
I just realised i.m writing for you
did you see me drop that apostrophe
Anyway back to the gore
De-sleeve my arm
on the edges
of a broken bored
Now was the you i was talking about was it you
or was i talking to me
and calling me ewe
You use an excuse to introduce
me really idiosyncrazzzy
Harmony
Now sets spree
Masquerade
Disguise trade
Paradox
In closed box
Escapade
Hurling made
Engineer
Shifting gears
Apostrophe
Frolic frees
Emotion
Change fashions
Impulsive
Stress practice
Afterglow
Moments flow
Leon Enriquez
12 December 2016
Singapore
SAARC, SAARC, why do you shirk
Bearing the dream-cargo of the sub-continent Indo-Pak?
Big Bro Indie, and Small bro Pak
Stomach dreams of SAARC.
SAARC, SAARC you are a vanity trophy,
Never more than an apostrophe.
Billion SAARCians apostrophize,
O SAARC, O SAARC
You are under the placoid scales of a shark.
Miss Barker, let me say a word,
though this to many seem absurd.
Your attitude I find pragmatic,
not judgmental, not dogmatic.
So poetry is not your strength
though some will go to any length
to immortalize themselves in verse,
writing dogerell, if not worse.
Avoid concerns to you so alien.
Be what you are, a Pomeranian.
Choice knows the play,
Allow for zest;
Live well this day,
Make love your fest.
Align your heart,
Ply a sound feel;
Opt cheery start,
Sense sparks kind will;
Touch tells you now,
Rise with sure stride;
Observe endow,
Prime your own ride;
Heed that sure need,
Etch poise that feeds.
Leon Enriquez
31 October 2014
Singapore
Inspired by the write of you
creamed through a paper sieve to cup
with both hands the leavings that you trail
the write of you
like the chewed edge of hand pressed paper
like the apostrophe of lash on the cheeky page
I ogle the syncopated semen-antic drop of
the write of you
how often does the wonder of you flash
across the film of my eyes unable reach
for I am so enchanted with the coffee-au-lait
write of you
Copley Square – circa 1955
Copley Square, cobblestone streets,
chattering liars
rattling farewell to midnight’s
dampened, dwindling fires.
Gas lights flickering
trembling at passion’s passing –
two hearts bickering.
9/13/2017
submitted to – SEGUIDILLA – Poetry Contest
howmanysyllables has a few quirks
it counts the apostrophe in “passion’s”
as a syllable and also counts the dash (-)
as a syllable.
You are my life's apostrophe
The part that has always been missing in me
You're right where the hyphen used to be-
You are my life's apostrophe
Once a question mark was all I had?
And commas dominated my soul,
Semicolons; separated my dreams
And the ellipse was firmly in control...
Then you placed your brackets around my [heart]
Your braces around my {soul}
Your parentheses surround my (dreams)
You're the exclamation mark in my life so droll!
Friends are on vacation;
They’re sending lots of pics.
So nice of them to share their trip -
Just takes a few quick clicks.
We’re staying close to home, though;
No travel plans for now -
Perhaps a drive to visit pals,
If schedules allow.
In prior years we traveled
In the states or overseas,
So other people’s pictures
Do not readily appease.
*Poetry Soup wouldn’t let me use
an apostrophe in the title (People’s).
It’s a “special character!”
Peco's Bill
Has A Giant White
Hat Or Something.
I Could Easily Look
It Up, But I Don’t
Want To.
I Almost Did
Because I
Wondered If
His Name Even
Has An
Apostrophe.
Well, That's Too
Much...
I've Ruined The Flow.
Anyway, So With
All The Information
Entirely At Our
Disposal, You'd
Think It'd All
Be So Easy,
Right?
*******************
I'm Asking You
PECOS' BILL!
***
Some Or Other
Night.
-Gray Squirrel
09-30-2025
“It’s” with an apostrophe
Means "it is" – all the time!
Using it another way
Is quite a grammar crime.
Whenever I encounter writing
With a misused “it’s,”
My pressure passes by its boiling point
Before it quits.
“Should of,” “would of,” could of”
Are annoying, to be sure;
And for “there,” “their,” “they’re” confusion
No one seems to have a cure.
But the most frustrating writing error
Is, I do believe,
Using “it’s” instead of “its” –
It’s my number one pet peeve!
They use lifes language
Wild that leaves me a divisive endorphin
Weathering veins rotted in paint
I ain’t throw in labor on it
One step up to my flawed character’s
Droopy’s tall comparative literature balks back
Tinsel in tawdry condition
And aft,?
Pause me apostrophe, young to effect safety
Check writers, cost long painful memory
Hostage of poverty
Cold war controversy
Big world drums and no cents
Mid day news in piercing loss
Not worth the screwy drip? I am