Short Black As Coal Poems

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Trains

T~UNNELS BLACK AS COAL
R~EVEAL RUSTING RAILS
A~NTIQUITY ALLURES IMAGINATION
I~RON HORSE STIRS
N~EVER FORGOTTEN
S~ONGS OF THE RAIL
Form: Acrostic


My Soul

who can fix a soul,
a soul as black as coal,
a soul thats lost it's meaning,
and now is left undone.
my soul feels so heavy,
like a flood against leavy.
who can fix my soul.

Black

The sky is black as the night when the stars do not show,
Black as the feathers of a somber crow.
Black as coal when the firelight dies,
Black as life dying from a sick one's eyes.
Form: ABC

Premium Member 'a-Haunting' Art Did Go

Art dug down, into the depths of his soul
Turned up the darkest fears, black as coal
   He'd gone 'a-haunting'
   But found it daunting
Wondered, 'Am I he for whom the bell tolls?'
Form: Limerick

Stud

In a Stable 
A handsome stud waits
With a mane black as coal 
His coat a shiny black under his blanket
With eyes brown as the maple bark
Longing for attenion
His mind wonders 
As he moves his head 
Left to right 
Hoping for his master


Thunderstorm

Black as coal and moody as teenagers  
The storm steadily approaches home,
Rumbling, growing ever louder,
War-like violence above,
Shaking homes and raw nerves
As frequent flashes  
Of forked lightning
Light the sky
Soon to
Die.
Form: Etheree

Seasonal Senryu

Three Humorous Senryu 

If winter landscape 
Had snow that was black as coal 
It would still be cold 

If sunlight was green 
Shining on crimson nature 
It would still be hot. 

If rain was yellow 
Running like horse piss in streets 
It would still be wet.
Form: Haiku

The Truth Spectrum - No Rainbow Colours Here

Black is as Black as Coal

White is pure driven snow

Grey is somewhere in between

I therefore wonder what you mean

So I will wait until daylight

For you to wake up from your night

I hope that what you mean

Is that grey is nowhere to be seen

DAMO

The Heart

The heart is glass,
Or so I'm told ,
Thats why my heart no one can hold .

Its hidden and its as black as coal ,
Untouchable by any soul.

I wont relent for anyone ,
Let people in , it cant be done .
Ill protect till my very end ,
My cold black heart  , my darkest friend.
© Gina Jones  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Fountain Pen

There is a fountain pen leaking ink into a reservoir
near an ink road.
It continues to leak until the reservoir is full
and the water in the reservoir becomes as black as coal,
matching the stained dirt of beaches
and the fountain pen gone dry
shall write it's truths no more.
Form:

My Dream Girl

Hair black as coal eyes matching
Lips tastefully wanting
Desiring needing and want
Body perfectly built

Legs tantalizing and wondering
Hands soft to the touch
Arms needing my body
Intelligent above others

Who is she?

I have no clue but she sounds, HOT!!
When you stop dreaming your in a coffin, lol
© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Dotty Doggy Duo

Dotty doggy duo, daily derring-do,
descending leaves decorating yard,
Beau-black as coal,
brown-eyed batty Gus,
barking brazenly, bounding,
both bonkers?
a boisterous, "You betcha!"

Kings of calamity-
canines of chaos,
squirrels scurry for sweet sanity,
scolding silver September
acorn gatherers,
sedulously seeking sedatives!

God Is Gold

God Is Gold

With hands held high, To heaven I will fly,

With God's angels by my side, 

Shed nomore tears, Please don't cry,

The devil is faceless, He has no smile,

He remains without my soul,

 Death on his life will take it's toll,

His heart as black as coal, 

He is to remain in his firey dark hole,

 I stay with God, and God Is gold.
Form: Rhyme

Gypsy Love

Rustling skirts of gypsy women
Ears all tattered with gold
Tambourines and bells abide
While hearts fly by on wings of old

Hoops of flaming fire
Honey nectar flows freely so
Eyes are black as coal at night
Red lips are all aglow

So Rustle those skirts my Gypsy Love
and stay with me a while
I feel you near my Gypsy Love
Come and make me smile
Form: Rhyme

Simile

As blind as a bat,
as brave as a lion,
and stupid as a goat.

As busy as a bee,
as fat as a pig,
and happy as a king.

As strong as  a lion,
as heavy as a load,
and rude as fool.

As black as coal,
as cold as ice,
and white as snow.

As hot as fire,
as green as  grass,
and sweetly as juice.

All in all,
makes one thing,
common in life.
Form: ABC

God Is Gold

With hands held high, To heaven I will fly,

With God's angels by my side, 

Shed nomore tears, Please don't cry,

The devil is faceless, He has no smile,

He remains without my soul,

 Death on his life will take it's toll,

His heart as black as coal, 

He is to remain in his firey dark hole,

 I stay with God, and God Is gold.

ScottS2011
Form: Rhyme

Dead Revenge

Do you remember?
No? Let me lend you my mind
You see, you weren't so kind
Now, lets go back in time
So you may remember your crime
Now you see, my blood stains your soul
Your heart is as black as coal
My screams fill your head
While my body remains dead
Why are you crying fool?
OH, is it cause I'm doing the exact same thing to you?
Now tell me, do you remember?

Is This

Shot out of a cannon as far as the eye could see          Where I land is totally up to me      Floating on clouds high up in the sky      Is this my fate       Is this where you die       Black as coal      Cold as ice      Is this Gods wrath      His device      Shot out of a cannon         As far as the eye could see        Is this my hell       All I can be
Form: Rhyme

Buried

Apple of my brain is buried
in the depths of a Rose Garden

Secrets of my inner soul are
buried beneath the ground I stand on.

My heart that beats pain is in an
oasis of it's own.

The river that flows down my begotten
face, turns into ashes with each drop
that falls

My eyes are black as coal,
For no more pain can I see
For no more pain can I inflict.

Darkness

Oh Darkness,
How you long to be whole.
Darkness fights the light,
Darkness black as coal.

Only with the light,
Can you be known.
Yet you seek to block knowledge,
The seeds of ignorance you have sewn.

Oh Darkness,
Hiding the truth, you oppose the few
You are the Darkness,
The Darkness is in you.

__________________

btw does anyone know what type of poem this is?

12

While the world is dreaming
I feel like screaming
I lie awake 
About to break

The world isn't fair
No one seems to care 
As i try to hide
Theres nothing left to find

A veil is all i ask for
And theres nothing more
Secret tears i must cry
For in my dreams i may die

People try to see inside
But there is only one thing they will find
A heart as black as coal
And not  of gold

The Keeper of the Souls

DARK AS NIGHT, BLACK AS COAL THE RAVEN IN THE SKY YELLS OUT TO ALL BELOW,
"I AM THE KEEPER OF THE SOULS." YOU SHOULD NOT FEAR ME BECAUSE I KEEP YOU
SAFE FROM ALL THE EVIL THAT LERKS IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL.
SO IF YOU SHOUD FALL TO YOUR ETERNAL SLEEP, I WILL BE THERE AT YOUR FEET.
AND WHEN YOU RISE UP I WILL BE THERE TO TAKE YOU TO THE OTHER SIDE.
FOR I AM THE RAVEN THE KEEPER OF THE SOULS.
Form:

The Keeper of the Souls

DARK AS NIGHT, BLACK AS COAL THE RAVEN IN THE SKY YELLS OUT TO ALL BELOW,
"I AM THE KEEPER OF THE SOULS." YOU SHOULD NOT FEAR ME BECAUSE I KEEP YOU
SAFE FROM ALL THE EVIL THAT LERKS IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL.
SO IF YOU SHOUD FALL TO YOUR ETERNAL SLEEP, I WILL BE THERE AT YOUR FEET.
AND WHEN YOU RISE UP I WILL BE THERE TO TAKE YOU TO THE OTHER SIDE.
FOR I AM THE RAVEN THE KEEPER OF THE SOULS.D
Form:

Premium Member Magic, Maggie For Short

Her name was Magic, Maggie for short She loved being outside, and to cavort, Black as coal from the local coal mine She raised her hackles along her spine, At night she made a soft meowing sound Glad we rescued Maggie from the pound, When winter came, she lived inside We were all bereft when Maggie died.
FIRST PLACE WINNER written March 25, 2022 "Black Cat" Poetry Contest sponsored by Robert James Liguori
Form: Rhyme

Mitt

When I first began I was quite a young man
with hair as black as coal.
No one could see direction but me
For President I shall be.
 

Today is the day I went Iowa's way
They stand and cheer so proud
I now have a chance to Political dance
And wave to those in the crowd!


I'm so handsome and rich
Holding tight to my niche!
A "shoo-in" I am  "at last"
"Jest won mo" hurdle to pass!

Steadfast I am like a rock
Perhaps now I can beat Barack?
© Judy Konos  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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