Short Capitals Poems

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


Premium Member cLeRiHeW e e cummings

Edward Estlin Cummings so inventive
penned poetry so sensitive
He loved to write in lower case style
interspersed by CAPITALS once in a while
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member Haiku Has No

haiku has no
punctuation
i can buy that

haiku has no
capitals
got it

haiku has no
adjectives

so many 
experts

i choose to
be my own
haiku guru
now

A Street In Ephesus

This street leads 
to nowhere.
Refined branches 
with rich capitals*,
(grass between the steps)
casual trees
and clouds.

Long sky.
  
*architectural capitals

Premium Member Little Details add to Nothing

in the scheme of things

I will shiver under AC
while sweating late at night

Dreams are nice
when you never chase things
that turn around
and chase you

I’m too tired
to stretch my letters into
CAPITALS
© CC Bloom  Create an image from this poem.

Last Night In Rome

It is meaningless to count sheep
in the capitals that never sleep.
Where’re the earplugs, my last resort?

On the roads where I used to roam, 
memories of me now roam. Rome,
will you spot you’re one insomniac short?
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Paradise Lost and Regained

he swallowed the wedding ring on wedding day put it on her next day



2nd placement
‘When plans don’t go to plan’ poetry contest
Monoku 17 syllables, no punctuation or capitals.
Sponsor Silent one
Written 27/08/2020
Form: Monoku

Gods Write.

WRITE FOR OTHERS.
YOU DO SAY?
I IN GOD.
THIS DO PRAY.

ALL CAPITALS NO.
YOU SAY.
I ONLY CAN TYPE.
THIS WAY.

EXCEPT MY POEMS.
WITHIN YOUR HEART.
TELL YOU.
NEVER WILL THEY PART.

I WRITE FOR GOD.
HIS GIVEN WAY.
THEY WILL BLESS.
GODS WAY.
Form:

Premium Member Sun

SUN our star source of life gold crimson glory rivers ripple its rays birds beast trees happily cheer “Proof of God’s presence in heaven”
written 09/09/2020 3rd place win Joseph May’s Pyramid Contest First syllable in capitals and is title Total 7 lines with 1,2,3,5,6,7,8 syllables
Form: Verse

Sacra Depravity

A simple one life,
is contrast to the urbanites,
less emphasis on punishments.

Wealthy and powerful people,
create new beliefs and holy books.

Government capitals,
and corporate stocks,
rent heaven and hell.

Pilgrimage of silicon valley,
depicts religious chants.
Clergious environmentalist,
chews street food.
Form: Pastoral

Lobbying

they buy cigars and whiskey
grant obliged in the lobby
legend
they buy power mongers
with money woman
wine -corruption
if exposed in
third world..
they big fishes lawyers
and corporations openly
in the capitals of demo-crazy
influence and gain huge profits
exploiting poor honest workers of earth
legally rape the system and call it
lobbying
third world is morally superior
i guess
Form:

God Is Our Answer 1

God is our answer,
On the Mediterranean, 
When the sky darkens
On Palmyra or Cordoba,
When doubt sets in
On the ancient capitals,

God is our answer
When doubt sets in
On the stupid town,
On the country roads,
When the fruits rot
Waiting too long for our lips,

God is our answer,
When the books are burned,
Like straw or paper,
When the rose smells good
In the flower garden,
When the vine is precious,

Premium Member HOW MY FIRST POEM WAS BORN

wordplay was my thing
emphasis in capitals
helped to make it sing-
alliteration my choice
to sound a Christian voice


**Connections
Confront,clash,collide
COMBAT !
Cold shoulder,chill,cool
CUT-OFF !
Cry,crave,collect
CALL-ON !
Constant,compassion,consider
CHARITY !
Confer,commune,converse
COMMUNICATE !
Convene,concert,consensus
CONCORD !
COVENANT ! CHRIST ! CHURCH ! 
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007
Form: Tanka

Sunday Afternoon In Florence

Dreams dashing in daring dragoon 
People prancing in purple picturesque paintings
Tourist touring transubstanciating terrain 
The world is not just an oyster
The world is my oyster 
Like a sunrise in aix 
Or a sunset in Florence 
It connects my inwardness to the vast labryinthe of world consciousness 
World capitals and ancient villas spread out before my soul 
I am the dreamer who dreamed himself into his dream and loved it so much it became true.

Number One

Life never turns its back to you
Unless you let it happen.
Work very hard and you will make it through
Prove that you are someone with capitals. 

You will be tired, close to exhausted
Who cares?...May be just your mom
So, please, try hard to let her wear
Her beautiful and never shading smile.

She will be pleased to see all your achievements
And more than happy to be by your side
When your accomplishments are finished
And you are pronounced to be NUMBER ONE!!!
Form: Rhyme

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