Short Birthright Poems
Short Birthright Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Birthright by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Birthright by length and keyword.
Time waxes poetic
on a distant battlefield
The warrior a sage
—whose blood we all share
(Dreamsleep: September. 2022)
Who are you
to stand in my way?
Step aside ~
I'm here ready to
claim my birthright.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
His birthright for a bowl of stew;
He didn’t count the cost.
His hunger got the best of him;
He came, Esau, he lost.
from dusk's heady play
pages reel on free-winged flight,
where pixies sashay
to awe child's world , to delight
one runic quest... her birthright!
Upon our wicked heads–rain down
Your lovesick gift;
Of cloudy birthright,
Enthrall my vile seas–
Make heaven of
This autumn forest;
I wait to rot
Amidst your trees.
Do our children inherit
our shadows
Denied of the light
their birthright implies
Willing them darkness
in probated limbo
Leaving what sorrow
—forever reminds
(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)
The optimist sees hope:
in the springtime sunlight
and the red sky at night
by the common man's foresight
in the free speech birthright
(Why not try one yourself in my latest contest' RHYME TIME'
can unvalued birthright animalize careless communications
indwelling deflective dejection again
mistaking recency with indelicate internment
she is psychoanalytic
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
quaint chats, district twangs,
greet my shell clad ear as I step,
on grey day mist platform,
childhood echoes rife,
sign rust, green flake post box, stuffed waste bin,
cute named antique street birthright,
one true home found
Snapback
ornate, formal
stunning, telling, owning
Birthright, Blood, Investiture, Team
defending, selling, regaling
sleek, casual
Crown
Life:
Constant
Fighting for
One's birthright to
Be!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 January 2018
1,2,3,4,1.
Dogwood
Full of blossoms
Blushing pink against green
Petals of four crowd slight branches
Summer flowers reign birthright of season
Grace a vase as the centerpiece
Creates smiling dimples
Unique beauty
Dogwood
Looking into my face,
I see my father’s eyes
Staring back with contempt,
through a thousand why’s
Looking into those eyes,
trading fear for pain
My birthright rejected
—paternity’s shame
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)
Mother Earth forever warm hearth,
The soil that gives birth to all mirth,
Long-lasting, all embracing and boundless,
Everblooming and always borderless,
A wealful delight ; a virtuous birthright.
All rights released into Public Domain
To understand the problem,
look from deep within
where logic and the sciences
are both cut wafer thin
Our thinking trapped and handcuffed,
when seen by reason bound
those answers we were given born
—unquestioned and profound
(The New Room: March, 2021)
IRONIC HEY
the greedy piglet finds a way,
to cheat his brother of his wage
cheaply use a brother hey
thinks itself so very sage,
ironic turn of page,
reborn in a cheated stage...
Birthright new age,
to engage...
piggys right.
Don
re: "Irony" Debbie Duncan
Who is this humbly accepting
But he whose unlikely fortune
In leaping this dangerously near
Learns of life's irretrievable fear!
Not till which jaws of an engulfing
Opened up a dying man's view
Had such for a free-aired birthright
Ever the need, breathless, to fight.
Under ice-coated sky, bare trees brave
Cutting cold, to drink silver sunlight
For chance of tender spring leaves to save
Hope-April's birthright
5/26/19
originally in 'I Love Nature' on this website
Submitted to 'Arbitrium Divisa' contest
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden
Death comes to all men 'til death's demise.
Death dances at each man's doorway
creating angst and/or appetite.
Death dances searching his partner's guise.
Mastering pivotal steps paves the way
for nether worlds or a new birthright.
Death comes to all men until death's demise.
While hidden deep from nature’s wrath,
waiting in disguise
Below the ground a season born,
its birthright undenied
As winter trees now bare their souls,
whose limbs reach out in pain
Tomorrow the most promised wish
—till spring comes back again
(The New Room: February, 2021)
Isaac was blind
He couldn't see
That Jacob, not Esau
His blessing received
Esau had sold his birthright
For a bowl of bean soup
Some might consider him
An utter nincompoop
But when you are hungry
You're too blind to see
That your actions right now
May affect Eternity
You,
pretty -
used to be.
Pretty moved out,
kidnapped Youth as well!
AGE, now lives in your house,
she forced your hope-chest curbside.
How dare your birthright forsake you?!
No. Pretty and Youth are not to blame -
what is given will be taken away.
Susan Ashley
July 15, 2017
(June 27, 2017)
My sixty-seventh March 13
Hoarse, the lion roar is fading;
the lamb sneaks up again.
Hot, another birthright tallied;
the candles are so dense.
Black, the coated wicks will smolder;
they huddle upon cake.
come to me, whom I’ve remembered;
come to me for whom I’ve ached.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
March 2012
I Am Green
Sea-irises, overzealous.
Look in my eyes. Don’t be jealous.
This poet’s ebb and flow spotlight.
‘Til death do we part - my birthright.
By definition always green,
Under God’s umbrella; serene.
Attuned to forever-young-springs.
Forevermore learning new things.
Wry puppet princess just cut her strings;
Why comply and then be held captive?
Damselfly on her free wrist whispers
‘Defy and let go of what’s submissive.’
Purge this Little Miss Marionette,
surge solo and secure the spotlight;
Splurge on a diamond encrusted crown,
emerge ready to claim your birthright.