Short Caldron Poems
Short Caldron Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Caldron by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Caldron by length and keyword.
And it has been called
For a better day
With a new Reclamation
Where a new foundation
Has been Resurrected
In hopes' that our dreams'
And aspirations' may become
A Caldron'
For the mercy of God!
GF
Categories:
caldron, devotion
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Wiggles
Tenfold dividend
Three witches stirring caldron
Wiggles beef, well done!
By Eve Roper 3/7/2015
Categories:
caldron, funny,
Form:
Haiku
Poem inspired by C.S. Lewis', "The Chronicles of Narnia"
A noise like everlasting thunder
The waterfall keeps
Dancing
Bubbling
Churning
It is lively
The Great Waterfall
Pours down into
Caldron Pool
At the western end
Of Narnia
Categories:
caldron, adventure, nature
Form:
I do not know?
Moon-scented I walk in dark
to put me back in place,
unwithered,
opening the inner casket for a glow.
Pleading not guilty
after killings in bed, of affectionate
kill of lies, a black widow
romps around with a flag of morality.
Was it a systemic swallowing
of a bait put up by a shipwreck ?
The bodies were flowing in a row
in caldron of acrimony.
Satish Verma
Categories:
caldron, adventure, allegory, angst, animals, anniversary, art
Form:
I do not know?
“Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.”
? William Shakespeare Macbeth The Witches brew
I’m hungry, sounds good to me~ I sure hope it’s gluten and dairy free
Categories:
caldron, humorous,
Form:
Monoku
The vampire bats go out on strike,
Cats show dislike,
Refusing to ride through the gloom
On a straw broom.
They’d rather not always be stark
Beasts in the dark,
They tire of the witch-work at times,
And its night-crimes.
Myrcalla wrings withered old hands,
Magic wand stands
Next to a stew-pot of toads—
Caldron explodes.
Explodes—and the room is a soup,
Cats`n bats regroup,
Attacking Myrcalla by turns:
Witch woman… learns.
Categories:
caldron, fantasy
Form:
Verse
The vampire bats go out on strike,
Cats show dislike,
Refusing to ride through the gloom
On a straw broom.
They’d rather not always be stark
Beasts in the dark,
They tire of the witch-work at times,
And its night-crimes.
Myrcalla wrings withered old hands,
Magic wand stands
Next to a stew-pot of toads—
Caldron explodes.
Explodes—and the room is a soup,
Cats`n bats regroup,
Attacking Myrcalla by turns:
Witch woman… learns.
Categories:
caldron, fantasy
Form:
Verse
The vampire bats go out on strike,
Cats show dislike,
Refusing to ride through the gloom
On a straw broom.
They’d rather not always be stark
Beasts in the dark,
They tire of the witch-work at times,
And its night-crimes.
Myrcalla wrings withered old hands,
Magic wand stands
Next to a stew-pot of toads—
Caldron explodes.
Explodes—and the room is a soup,
Cats`n bats regroup,
Attacking Myrcalla by turns:
Witch woman… learns.
Categories:
caldron, fantasy
Form:
Verse
savage was the bond of weakness;
we were hiding behind the pain
of decline, abdicating the singed shrine
of nameless opposition, nowhere the roots
were reaching the bottom of truth, I ran
like river of life amongst the flames, you try to
resuserstate a dozing century by burning
poems, every wen fighting the jinx,
counting the tiny deaths
give me your locked secrets of fire
let me face the cold-blooded murder
in caldron of dead lips
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
caldron, epicme,
Form:
I do not know?