Short Ash Poems
Short Ash Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ash by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ash by length and keyword.
Dear Lord,dear Lord,be with me still
Holy Spirit,today refill
each word I speak and step I take-
Is now,Your will
No more a wet hook
Through his scope he can not look
Ash floats on the brook
By Robb A. Kopp
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intangible love
pink ash rose smile
wrapping
your
arms around
me again
pulling my soul
through
the
candlelight wind
From smoke to ash and ash to snow,
I see you drift,
Flicker,
Glow.
Grow,
Flutter,
I feel you fray,
From spark to fire and fire to clay.
weeps the sliced moon...
her cold gloom, like
pale tomb of ash
Trinity Contest of DebbieGuzzi
by nette onclaud
The Big Day began with a flash:
Mount Etna delivered the ash
The Pope said, "Its clear;
Sicilians are dear!"
La Cosa Nostra stashed the cash.
Loud, Loud's
The Church,
.... Ash Might!
Anniversary, Score,
Bright, .... Bright!
Quick, Quick, Point's Camp, .... Sound's Might;
Every Victories, .... Prize!
Scoring's Field's, Long Feat's Rhyme;
Cote, Blue Ash, .... Countryside!
ASH
you poke and stare
a wildfire glare
in melting shrieks
I turn and burn
away till all
that’s left
is ash
© Kim van Breda—22 October 2015
Form:
Ash Breeze
Pull on the stout oar
row the dory through the tide
time to cast the net
GINSU-KNIFE EASTPORT . MAINE USA
we
heard
the
wings of
the
monarch butterfly
beating together
as
she approached
the
ash pink rose
to
taste
the
nectar of the gods
click-clack
clickety-clack
I have become ash
Decayed for decades
What happened?
To my lithe thoughts
And deft digits
That could churn
Heaviness into brevity
And paltry pursuits
Into wee nuances
Submission date:July 19, 2026
lake of ash
tears like cheery blooms
drowning in a lake of ash
you are the sunrise
petals rise from water grave
hope breathes through golden seams
Your eyes once struck like lightning
Down winded limbs
Splayed out
And sparkling
From just a flash
Now you look like charcoal bones
And boiled veins
And lungs
Of skin
That's burned to ash
Ash; that enlivens
The subject of death.
Kicked, blown up, child, wind - by us!
And how frivolous!
Ash; autumn-leaved.
By what you'd think is
An irreverence, does see one
Age-smiled, nothing wrong.
one moment can change
a lifetime full of regret…
soft whispers r e v e a l -
they say that time heals all wounds,
all I touch turns to blazed ash...
September 25, 2016
In the realm of eternal consciousness an idea was formed...
In the beginning of all creation the dust begun...
In the mist of the vast cosmos the dust transformed...
In the breath of the Creator you were born...
this rain pours over me
will the sun ever be?
cloudy eyes just can't see
sapphire patches peek through
this mask of ashen hue
that hides the grains of blue
02/11/2020
F F I series 72 tercet
Blog Series
Brian Strand
For: Pyramids Poetry Contest Sponser: Joseph May August 13, 2025
ASH
remnant
volcanic
when volcanoes break
it off with their sacred tops
all of creation trembles
"ash is left by volcanoes' wrath"
Ash covers the flowers that were strewn across the ground.
As small insects advance,
furry creatures observe from a safe distance;
as the winds from Vahalla continues to mesh
what's left of me,
with the contents of an uncaring planet.
The past is ash,
Indicator of all that’s dead,
The past is ash,
No longer prone to toxic lash,
Milk and honey now lies ahead,
A bed of roses where she’ll wed,
The past is ash.
By: Sabina Nicole
Contest: ALPHABETS OF RONDELET
Word: Ash
Written: 2-14-12
tyrranical intimidation
cuts down freedom
and cuts down
love, let the
towering tyrrany
fall to ash
that cannot blow
blow to fire again
let the republic
rise from tis
small cinders
and grow
to a blaze
that was
once my home.
A few artists truly know how it works
Creation coming from destruction
All it takes is a small flame
Touching the tip of any kind of wood
And when it is used just right
A masterpiece in ash is created for the world to see
© Poem – XIII/III/MMXXIV
LRET
All was hushed this eerie dawn
For ash had claimed the day
Disguising shape and muffling noise
Enshrouding all in grey--
Long the haze had swathed the cliffs
In veils of silver white
Till overnight like fleeting soot
It vanished with the light.
Any Poem
Blaze, Flicker, Ember, Ash
(Death of a campfire)
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
The death of a campfire
Scurry little embers,
Run and hide.
You’re a vagabond of time,
Ready to expire;
Soon, as ashes,
You’ll forever abide.