Short Atlas Poems
Short Atlas Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Atlas by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Atlas by length and keyword.
Take an atlas; open it,
Take my hand and point with it.
You’ve saved your trips to share with me
So take my hand; we’ll cross the sea.
Whatever you've heard about the earth,
know that it has tremendous girth.
You cannot collapse or fold it,
and poor Atlas has to hold it.
spin the globe reverse – trap and throw the imp corona in death valley
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Admirable
Tough
Lots of energy
Abrasive
Sunset
Trusting
Hardworking
Original
Mature-ish
Accommodating
Sociable
Balanced
Ultimate edition
Candid
Healthy
Abundant
Non-nonchalant
Agile
Neighborly
Nothing is set in stone
Feel the weight of the world
Pressed against your aching bones
Time is timeless
Life is priceless
Why bless the stress
Let it go
Bliss is simple
Just take the weight
Off those massive shoulders.
Atlas: "There are so many known territories everywhere in the world that start with "a," "d," "n," "w," and "s." And these are just some of the places where you can find and test your powers."
Axis : "Why these places?"
Atlas: W A N D S !
the yoke we bear in time is space, the domain in which we view,
all that's done comes back again, because we chose it to.
when we look even deeper then, again we look some more,
what we thought the weight of the world is really its only door ...
Upside Down World -Miss Snowy Atlas
Snowy Atlas says do your exercise
Feet over head, eyes to the skies
Men why the pain look
You're like fish on a hook
Miss Snowy Atlas is off today, guys
connie pachecho
12/27/17
Non contest entry
Note-Charles Atlas best remembered
as a renowned fitness instructor
when you feel hungry go to thailand
when you feel sorry go to japan
when you feel interesting go to china
when you feel to shop go to UAE
when you feel unhappy go to italy
when you feel happy go to africa
when you feel to take allthese to gether and traditional and different food
one way is .. go to india !
Form:
Riding upon my shoulders,
innocent glee,
giggling and humming nursery tunes
blissfully;
they bounce and they dance
with the purest of joy;
they shriek and they laugh, my toddler
girl and boy.
And I, like Atlas of old
mythology,
must carefully carry a fragile
destiny;
by the world on his back
he is burdened;
by these kids whom I carry,
I am gladdened.
"we're wasting our youth
with sins who are older than us.
we don't talk anymore,
we're to busy standing in rain,
waiting for hurricanes.
there is not just one
who is holding up the heavens.
over years youth been burdened,
we've been born with bad luck.
we walk through this
because the weight on our shoulders will be heavy anyway.
if you can hold up the heavens,
hell will be a child's play."
08.08.17
Form:
Why u so hot
Like a coastal line
Why u so high
So hard
Like mount of Everest
Why u misty so deep in a sense
So dark like night of under ocean’s world
And so bright like moon of this night
Why u so close and kind that u r clapping in my heart
Why u give me out of you calm
Comfort and courage
But you take some time all
Like storm
Why I know u like I knew even though I don’t know u in a doubt
Why u so sweet and sour
In a dish of my salad
love
I realise just how old I am, when I don't even know how facebook works,
And I don't have any idea how someone twirks.
I read maps from an atlas book,
I don't like google and the way it looks.
I like to have cash, I like the way it feels,
But I guess it does make it easier to steal.
I want a theatre ticket that can be held and be seen,
Instead of showing it on your mobile screen.
But as life goes on and time passes by,
I guess just to keep up I will have to try.