Short Border Poems

Short Border Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Border by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Border by length and keyword.


Where Am I, What Am I

Where time and space bend
Across the unseen border
You become a star
Flying through the universe
Merging all realities
Form: Tanka


Across the Border

Cinco de mayo, 
Fourth of July-o, 
The whole enchilada will do.
Pie in the sky-o, 	
Cleveland Ohio,
Ciudad Mexico, too.
Form:

Angels Crying

Children now crying
In lockup at border camp
Waiting for mothers
No Christmas presents for them
Angles looking down crying
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Large Furry Visitor-or What Ate the Suet

bird feeder pole snapped in two suet cakes gone-border collies barking large furry forager departed- sated
Form: Other

Premium Member Border

my sentinel cat
lies in watch at the window...
a vagrant, strange pet
approaches from the outside...
encounter at the border
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Border Wall Compromise

Trump wants an huge Vanity Wall
And it MUST be "Corona" tall
Empty bottles of beer
With adobe veneer
And Mexico pays after all!
Form: Limerick

Tomato Tomatto

The fine line
between
charisma
and narcissism
Defines the border
separating
 magic
— from farce

(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)

Premium Member Sabre Rattling

probing defences the bear at the border growls ~ the west stands ready
Written 25th January 2022
Form: Senryu

Cross Border

The no man like in her
got many distant
The lucky word I said
was the password
That broke her mind open to me
from curses to jubilations
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Beyond the Borders

Folks eat and sleep and go to work 
     unaware that danger lurks

   Beyond the border of acceptability
     lies self-inflicted tragedy
Form: Couplet

Neuschnee / Freshly Fallen Snow

Im feuchten Neuschnee
Äste neigen sich zum Boden
Nahe der Grenze


Freshly fallen snow
Branches bend down to the ground
Close to the border
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Quiet At the Boarder Tonight

So imagine
A death ray
That turns
Troops to paste
Or makes the
Atoms in their
Body explode
Hmm dissonance
And quiet at 
The border tonight
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.

Keep Out

Wall rises high, barrier of steel and stone
“Keep out,” it commands, “this land is our own”
Hope knows no borders, go back home

© daniel miltz

Guilty -- As Vladimir Putin

Just like magic
235 days 
are
gone.
One beer
and
suddenly
day 1
begins
anew.
I am 
as
guilty
as
Vladimir
Putin
crossing the 
border.
© Don Munro  Create an image from this poem.

"calm and Peace"

The glassy waters that lay in peace..
Lined by tree's that border its mirror..
And through the glass they reach for the sky..


inspired by contest
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Taco Tuesdays

A Tuesday with tacos is swell,
But Wednesdays can sometimes be hell;
For south of the border
To remain in order,
You’d best stay away from the Bell!
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Ageless

That arts are ageless,
lies a maturity of the artists. 
It also bears a meaningful message, 
whose arts are border less.

In-flight Batik. 020816. 7:45AM.
© Neldy Jolo  Create an image from this poem.

Stephen King

Have you seen the words of Stephen King?
Which reap from hell unspeakable things?
Horrors worse than death border your brain
And rob the mind of much needed sane.
Form: Clerihew

Wit

I have to border you
and if something is to your
side
the day we will spend together
the night we will gather
somehow a share of
likely cheerness and dreams.

Premium Member In-Between Days

Scarlet sun peeks through a slit in darkling storm clouds. Butterflies go home. Sky meets sea at plum border as pink moon trails, in order.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Twain No 5

The more I learn about people, the more I like my dog. Mark Twain
we have two wonderful border collies~ I prefer their company

Border

A river carries me through noon,
Bifurcates,
There are two rivers,
One heads north
The other west.
Is one life,
The other death?
I spin a coin,
The last I’ve left.
© Desi Gall  Create an image from this poem.

Jack Ellison

He’s convinced me he’s eighty years old,
and he must be with the stories he’s told,
many border on rude,
but none I’d call crude,
from the man with a heart of pure gold.
Form: Limerick

Death Valley

One hundred thirty degrees yesterday.
Somewhere on the border between 
Nevada and California...

I wear wet clothes..
I do it on purpose.
Wet and cold.

I have no ac.

Premium Member Joey In Wonderland

A Joey was spotted in wonderland
shaking hands with the invisible man
while "knees" just cackled and snorted
as the border was aborted
the Easter bunny took total command
Form: Limerick

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