Short Carousels Poems
Short Carousels Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Carousels by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Carousels by length and keyword.
Planets live their lives, spinning;
Colorful carousels in
Space, never worry about
Death; they’ve too much joy.
drained of emotion
idly-mouthed words
raised fists with no punch
meanings vacuous, blurred
carousels of zombies
stare through his soul
nor silver nor copper
winged horses of gold
rides on carousels
gently tick of fairy hops
technicolor dance...
tiptoeing inside hushed sleep
hazes of moonlight ballet
Fantasy Contest of Skat ( tanka)
by nette onclaud
She kissing my lips so softly
Wet pink; saying, just breathe
Baby lay back and enjoy whileas..
The neon lights burst into a million
Teddy bears fluffy bright ecstasy
A colourful carousels midways
Deep sea stars magical ride.
Carousels
at amusement parks
are fun
and enjoyable
horses
and possibly other animals
go up and down
but some are still
as the calliope music plays
and the merry-go-round
turns round and round
brings back childhood memories too
She has a rainbow tongue, he told us as he kept walking.
I did not want to hear any more, but he could not stop talking.
She speaks of unicorns, candies, carousels and stars oh so bright!
And what she can do with this tongue is amazing, she is a delight.
Now I knew I did not want to hear more, but I kept listening.
as embers glow on wintry nights
candy canes and x-mas lights
truth gives way to summer’s steam
carousels and caramel cream
what fancy leads me on to dream
of sugar plums in frozen cream
O, free me from this August's blight
encase the world in beams of light
~ ~DURING THE RIDE~ ~
high waves sheer lunette
miles of lithium popping haze
air carousels swoon
crisp thrills up up there
mountain cones scaling bite-size
crazed arms touching moon
~ ~ AFTER THE RIDE~ ~
why, what's so funny
with wonderbra i'm wearing
down my waist, floppy!
(( for S*K*A*T's air balloon ride contest :))
Dance, Ladies, dance!—
By the light of lanterns.
Let your red skirts swirl
Like the tops of carousels—
Candy-apple red.
Dance, Children, dance!
With your glowing adornments—
Rainbow blue and green—
Firefly green.
The scent of gardenias
Wafts from urban gardens—
Gardenias and radishes.
The night air breathes magic;
The block has been transformed.
velvetine clouds with symphonic melodies
encrusted within a passion filled heart
caressed and laced benevolent thrusts
of colloquial chants of love
moondrenched clay parted with care
for undulating carousels of unanswered prayers
for seasoned affairs
bounded in silence shrouded in controversy
of folklore like times of pitted runes of yester
year waiting for subterfuge from your heart
to my soul
A feeling that the room is spinning
especially with specific head movements
Bout of dizziness
don't look up, down or to the side
- just straight ahead
I loved carousels when I was a kid
One step, one goal
grab a door frame or a chair
Vertigo... hits the labyrinth in the inner ear
My crystals ran wild
finally the diamonds are where they should be
I don't like carousels anymore
Bathed in
serenity
caressed by oceans of
aesthetic, calm, spiritual
secrets.
Merry
carousels spin
from the wind off the wings
of the wispy, soft doves that sing
to me.
Velvet
corollas drift
and each perfume the air
with the essence of creations
soft breath.
Graceful,
mute swans indulge
the breeze in the silent
beauty of nature's trumpet and
power.
Fragile
wings tickle and
wrestle typhoons within
vast tombs of perfect nature and
my soul.