Short August Poems
Short August Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about August by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about August by length and keyword.
The wind in my hair does rearrange
What $25
Took thirty minutes to train
Cile Beer
August 19, 2010
Form:
I smile serenely and sit
waiting as my mentor taught
to please weary gentlemen
massaging egos.
Penned 11 August 2013
I like to chuckle, laugh or smile,
As being glum just aint my style.
21st August for Seren’s What Makes You Tick contest
To progress in life
I invested in learning
Knowing, my profit!
(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
13 August 2015
Thoughts ignite,
and words burn
As everything considered,
—turns to ash
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)
storm surge chisel cuts
sharp brine edge of razor waves -
rock face smooth wet glass
Susan Ashley
August 22, 2017
Parts
missing;
untangling
ethereal
strands.
- - - - - - -
(C) John C Michaels, 27 August 2017
bull's-eye ripples spread
liquid glass surface shattered -
pond catches boy's stone.
Susan Ashley
August 28, 2017
“Violence broke out again last night
in Gotham…
“No arrests have been made”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
words like maple syrup
glances of waterfall dew
sunbathing in the rain
tumbling with love
18th August 2021
Oh hermit, etch these words of wisdom on stone ~
All conflicts must be resolved by love alone
05-August-2022
the world we leave behind
disappearing in the morning sun
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on August 17, 2022
it's the love of you i see in every wonder
AP: 1st place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on August 18, 2022
and quite understand how the sunflower so worships the sun
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on August 18, 2022
Without a shake
of the head
or turned up nose
The truest form
of rejection
—the eyes
(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)
Cicadas
like Maronite chants—
night churches,
tree numbers,
heat August more than hellfire;
without kinking wings.
Damp shiver,
under wanton fog,
lone self plight,
as shrill cry,
swallowed by eerie phantoms,
of snow gust night’scape
this life
this love
what if it's all
nothing but illusion
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on August 6, 2022
Is reason the straightest road
to percipience
Or is truth intuition
—memory’s black hole
(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)
I try on words
Like hats and shoes
To see which look
Best fits my muse.
7/30/20
Poem of the Day
August 1st, 2020
At odds with myself,
those things you see
Eyes looking out
—feelings within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Thoughts ignite,
and words burn
As everything considered
—turns to ash
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)
security guard
Her night shift now ends at 8
a yawning morning
_______________________________
Kolkata, June 16, 2016
There are so many flowers on my balcony!
There is so many sky above my balcony.
My loved August will arrive here soon.
a bonfire smokes - -
a tiny hedgehog wakes
and scuttles out
Jack Horne for Russell’s Autumn Splendour contest, 26th August