Short Cargo Poems
Short Cargo Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cargo by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cargo by length and keyword.
Across the face of an ember sun
A boat cloud sailed,
From out of gray
Itself did show
A cargo vessel
Bound for things West way.
Categories:
cargo, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Why is it that when you send something by CAR, it's called a SHIPment,
but when you transport something by SHIP, CARgo is how it's sent?
Categories:
cargo, on writing and words
Form:
Rhyme
There was an old man from Fargo,
With a wife whose name was Margo.
They were quite the pair
Neither had much hair
They traveled the world with no cargo!
Categories:
cargo, fun, hair, humor, husband, old, travel, wife,
Form:
Limerick
The Suez Canal is finally free
Precious toilet paper can come to me
This too large cargo ship
In the world a backward flip
Twas as crazy as Boston Harbor's tea
Categories:
cargo, 4th grade, 5th grade,
Form:
Limerick
Come on guys I really need to go.
My inside are about to blow,
This line is way too long,
No time to sing a song.
I am filled with messy cargo.
Categories:
cargo, giggle, song, time, uplifting,
Form:
Limerick
With the wagon rolling forward on Square Wheels and a cargo of round rubber tires, the wagon pushers need change.
Are Bosses unaware?
Square Wheels are always thumping.
Listen. Small improvements here.
Categories:
cargo, business, irony, metaphor, work,
Form:
Haiku
Just as the wind has come about
And it's time to change tack;
There's a new hand on the tiller
Of the mutinous, rudderless boat;
Now doomed to float aimlessly,
Until it arrives at an uncharted port
Its cargo spoiled, wasted, ruined.
Categories:
cargo, political,
Form:
Free verse
The railroad cars rumble
they tremble, pushing forth
tracks of steel guide the way
tons of heavy cargo
tired passengers gaze out
trees whisk past their windows
trekking towards the sun.
A Pleiades Poem
9/30/2022
Categories:
cargo, travel,
Form:
Pleiades
Runaway Train
Conductor No Brain
Off His Track
Didn't Look Back
Cargo Debris
Blowing In Breeze
Poor Boxcar Willie
Got Knocked Silly
Sam The Man
Was Simply Canned
I Did Yell
What The Hell
Categories:
cargo, adventure, business, education, fantasy, forgiveness, funny, imagination,
Form:
Light Verse
The curtain of love
Has been drawn
Behind the closed stage
Of your eyelids
There is no light
To fondle the fading fondness
Your attitude
Has risen to another altitude
And our ship
Like a blind sheep
Has stumbled on an iceberg
Crushing our loving cargo
Categories:
cargo, romance,
Form:
Rhyme
Maunakea comes
into view. Coastlines
from right side windows.
Hilo, my hometown.
Soon we’ll be landing.
I feel the plane
stop and cargo
door with luggage
bumps hold, thumps ramp.
Passengers
and crew says
Aloha.
Flowered
crowned lei.
FRUITS!
Categories:
cargo, celebration, community, destiny, home, poetry, retirement, spoken
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
Verse is but a vehicle
to where my words are bound
The cargo much more precious
than structure that surrounds
The driving force empowered,
hands firm upon the wheel
The road to ever open up
—with all I say and feel
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: March, 2021)
Categories:
cargo, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
The clouds are dark
Beneath the sky
My tears are black
I won’t ask why
The rain falls back
I start to sigh
This burden rock
I can’t defy
I’m always mock
Even they lie
Have no such luck
With that one guy
He mess me up
I can’t deny
My heart is lock
Until I die
Categories:
cargo, depression,
Form:
Free verse
I’m like a freight train,
That holds everything everyone needs.
That is rusty and old and slow,
And loud and annoying and gets in the way.
But never gives up.
And always brings cargo that will one day belong to someone else.
Cargo that will one day belong.
Categories:
cargo, angst,
Form:
Free verse
We are chained together
Beneath the belly of
This cold dark slave ship
Drowning in this sea of humanity
Hundreds of captured slaves
Peeking through the wooden cracks
Praying for the slanted light
To touch and free their souls
This human cargo
Bound for the new world
Categories:
cargo, imagination
Form:
Free verse
Commodities.
Packed up
Wedged together
Shut out from light and air,
Little creatures indifferent to life or death
Stacked.
Branded.
Horrified
Of what comes
With the open door.
Looking for the first opportunity
To Leap
Escape
This intolerable life.
The Mass grave
Of a two-dimensional reality.
Categories:
cargo, business, fear, girl, life, sister, women,
Form:
Free verse
Inside its tiny brain,
does it think?
"I'm a cargo plane."
Or does it
imagine acrobatic feats?
Does it hear
its wings sound zooms?
As it flies across a room.
Imagining,
“I have flown
to the moon!”
Likely though,
there is no thought.
Mercifully when
in a spider’s web,
CAUGHT!
Categories:
cargo, angst, death, simple, symbolism, truth,
Form:
Free verse
After a storm
There was a storm in the bay,
blue waves crashing ashore
and flooded the coastal road-
Today the bay is calm but look
at sea, it is grey anger
doesn’t becomes it.
The Haar is coming in a shawl of mist covers
the cargo ships
that moves lazily on a temporary tranquillity.
Categories:
cargo, absence, africa, allusion, anger, bangla,
Form:
Blank verse
SAARC, SAARC, why do you shirk
Bearing the dream-cargo of the sub-continent Indo-Pak?
Big Bro Indie, and Small bro Pak
Stomach dreams of SAARC.
SAARC, SAARC you are a vanity trophy,
Never more than an apostrophe.
Billion SAARCians apostrophize,
O SAARC, O SAARC
You are under the placoid scales of a shark.
Categories:
cargo, political,
Form:
Verse
He sits quietly on a cargo hatch,
Patiently watching deck apes
Secure rat guards to hawsers.
They make his job a little easier.
There’s no requesting liberty.
Not even the thought of it.
The Bos’n won’t approve.
It’s been entered in the deck log,
He’s a ship’s cat.
He's always on the watch list.
He never goes ashore.
Categories:
cargo, adventure, allegory, allusion, animal, cat,
Form:
Blank verse
Drowning in her black sea of waves
tumbling down her waterfall of black curls
Docking my ship on her serene waters
unloading my cargo of thoughts and ideas
diving into the depths of her psyche
swimming in the
Ocean of her essences that is woman
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red
Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Brown
Philosopher
Categories:
cargo, black african american, conflict, hair, love, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
I see you honey bee
on humming erratic flight
on route to the garden bed
crash-landing on petals bright
burying head first into a flower
tumbling in the pollen white
vibrating noisily with purpose
then launching out with pollen tight
weighed down with your sweet cargo
buzzing loudly in delight
9 August 2022
Categories:
cargo, simile,
Form:
Rhyme
Drowning in her black sea of waves
tumbling down her waterfall of black curls
Docking my ship on her serene waters
unloading my cargo of thoughts and ideas
diving into the depths of her psyche
swimming in the ocean of her essences
that is woman
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red
Seven aka The Green Poet
aka The Brown Philosopher
Categories:
cargo, black african american, hair, love, romantic, water,
Form:
Free verse
The hull of the boat was full
Lying so close to each other
They used a tool
To clamp the irons on brother
Lying so close to each other
The stink in the hull was death
To clamp the irons on brother
The boat moving pitching beneath
Lying so close to each other
They used a tool
The stink in the hull was death
The hull of the boat was full
Categories:
cargo, black african american, education, introspection, political, sad,
Form:
Pantoum
Chess Ahoy!
Upon an ivory-blue
ocean, oil pastel paints
the canvas
aboard the deck floats, buoyed
surfing foamy shores
a blurred realism
hoarding its cargo—
cobalt sea glass
squares in place,
chiseled chess pieces
ride the tide
ebbing and flowing
Sent are your gallant knights
lowly pawns
the King decrees—
God save the Queen!
Categories:
cargo, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis