Short Broadcast Poems
Short Broadcast Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Broadcast by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Broadcast by length and keyword.
Friar of dark night
sullen glances brief broadcast
the unholy moon
Emerges from shadows loom
hidden clues to Satori
how
i
love
listening
to
the
whisper
in
your
voice
of
midnight
stars
AP: 1st place 2021
Thunder rumbles quietly
From the pen to the page
And the poets are writing
Of changes. How long
‘til their voices are seen?
Form:
When James Bond had Pussy Galore
Moneypenny slammed shut the door
MI's telephones
Broadcast Pussy's moans
Touting British esprit de corps!
The friendly face of the morning sun
inspiration broadcast for everyone
She shines on high; we smile down here
greeting each other with nature's good cheer
Broadcast what you know well
Live after as a tale to tell
Figure out ways to owning up
To anyone you helped disrupt
Be taller than six feet down
Not only a loss in your town
Sing with me, Henry.
Time is tapping
A worrisome foot
For the rhythm
Of life is a mess.
Too many hearts
are dressed in despair.
and the lost need a song
for their souls.
Form:
THE PAST
I am going to the other side of the past
Waiting for today and tomorrow to cast
Are we going too fast
Nothing can produce to broadcast
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando January 9, 2017
Notable, well-known--but
not for a good reason.
News sources broadcast the
names of the infamous
nighttime, daytime. Some can
never resist juicy
nuggets about these "stars."
April 29, 2017
K-een
I-ndividual
S-imply
S-preads
E-xcellent
S-tatement
J-ust
A-dvancing
B-roadcast
S-peaking
O-f
N-ews
Topic: Birthday of Broadcaster Kisses Jabson (December 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Nicoletta Nunez announces noon and nightly news
Silvia De Silva sends the news at six and seven
Nunez is in Newark with De Silva in Seattle
Between them both, better bet there is broadcast battle
12/6/17
Romanced muskiness-
night highlights insect flambeau
signaling love’s code;
amour pheromones broadcast,
firefly affair caught, hand held.
March 10, 2022
Firefly Tanka Poetry Contest
JCB Brul, Sponsor
PAST
In the name of the future, we go back to the past
Are you spending anything to broadcast
Love is about the forecast
Let's talk about tomorrow to outlast
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando February 19, 2017
I watch you struggle
in your sleep,
battle deep,
in a dream
against yourself.
I watch, and wait
to sprinkle fairy lust
inside your mind;
to spell your days
with searching eyes
beyond the obvious.
The moor side broadcast,perpetually
amid airwaves of delirium,
aria that reverberates, from crag to scar
beacon to abbey century to century,
Everyday truth in simplicity
to ignite the human race!
© Harry J Horsman 1998
Well, Mary O, I don't know if chicken feed's
the way to go, to catch the faultless phrase,
to turn a poet from a dame who's dazed
by right-side brain overload and malnutrition.
I'm Irish and a female;
Isn't that enough?
Tie it up if it can fly.
Were are not done searching.
Let labels go and we may die.
None of this talk is purging
What are deepest selves means to shout.
And we still don't know what's it's all about.
Phooey, then.
Broadcast everything.
The turkey couple stomped out of their shed,
For the short season that all turkeys dread,
“We quit, we’re done,”
“We want to have fun,”
"OVENS OFF! DON’T DISTURB! We’re off to bed."
19/11/22
A Brian Stand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
In a game of chess
You don't speak
You just act
The only time that you ever speak
When playing chess
Is to say checkmate
Life is like chess
Don't broadcast your intentions
Act quietly
Keep achieving
Your achievements
Are your checkmate.
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how
goosebumps
up and down
they shiver up
shiver down my skin
how the mere thought of you
raises my pulse and heartbeat
I love most goosebumps that broadcast
there's no better place than in your heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Listen to poem:
and off to the horizon
the sun appeared
as if to announce
this would be a day
unlike all others
in its full glory
with a quick stretch and yawn
it rose above the clouds
determined to conquer
time and every foe
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
MAY these be the best days of your life
Each RAY of sunshine dispelling strife
All pessimistic thoughts kept at BAY
Loving kindness in each word you SAY
While warmer weather's bestowed your WAY
Spring broadcast by the singing blue JAY
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Loud voices
with their measure
No longer
deem to care
Our information feed
corrupt
With broadcast
millionaires
Stars masquerade
as journalists
To pander, slant
and spin
Truth to fester
in their swamp
And sink
— but never swim
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
Sad strings play
to the vacant space
at your side;
a hollow to be filled
with a power
that seduces your mind,
eats up your heart
and gently lays its head
against your shoulder -
an offering;
the choice to love
or be in love,
is yours.
Wise eyes
know the difference
Form:
Listen to poem:
all gathered in flocks
with raucous loud squawks
poised pink-grey Gallahs leap up
smashing the dawn hush
in a scramble rush
to broadcast their rude heads-up
they swoop and chatter
all sundry scatter
as nonchalantly engrossed
uncaring rabble
disturbs the babble
of self-righteous flock utmost