Short Cement Poems
Short Cement Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cement by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cement by length and keyword.
March Morn in Vegas Haiku
Wet cement, Texas
Sage, Yellow Broom, mesquite, rain.
Pungent Vegas Morn
Men and women pour tons
Of concrete, cement, asphalt, stones
The humble weeds seek the Sun
Foundation. Humans quip they won!
He looked at me.
I saw him through the slats.
His eyes brighter than the moon,
Smile as pink as a rose.
From that moment I knew.
Cement sidewalks blaze
My feet I need nourishment
Here there's water sweet!
I have traveled painfully
I now finally feed treat!
I live in kansas
without fear of tornadoes
in underground house
she might take my roof
but I am twenty feet down
grounded in cement
Burdened weight, cement blocks clear fate
Drowning layers of my solitude
Lifted in smile, despite my bile
Cleansed through energy I expense
for the cement works tower, built 1962, to be destroyed 18/09/2016
as old as myself
you have smoked most of your life
I've not. I live on.
Ghetto dreams, ponder
Broke hydrant, cement
Only leaking tears
© Drake J. Eszes
Submitted to Charles Henderson's: "Haiku your way" contest.
Trust is the ingredient required to cement a relationship for to withstand the test of time!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
14 November 2016
Bricks and cement do not make walls for a prison
Only cruel minds and premeditation
Is it not murder?
Is it not fraud and theft that locks one in?
Youth,
Like cement before it dries,
Like a promise before it’s kept,
Like words spoken,
—yet unfulfilled
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2013)
The concrete
thought conceives
the world in cement
and steel...
the imagination loose
and fertile, builds a
world from ethereal matter,
Dreams...!
Your true love for me
the lasting cement that bonds
my true love for you
February 26, 2019
Contest: Haiku, I Love U 2
Sponsor: James Edward Lee Sr.
The cement
is the letter,
The foundation
is the word
the brick
is the verse,
the poem
it's the wall
the poetry
It's the house built...
Home sweet home !
Why I'ma blue class das
Heaves off weight
Glass paings, cement trix
Uppa game
Leaves under trough
All circumvent no plow?
Gotta plan on does
Mookie curfew
There once was a fellow named Jed
Who found oil in his old homestead
He got such a thrill
He moved to Beverly hills
Bought a house with a cement pond instead
pulling me gently
into a quagmire
not in a quicksand way
but slowly
methodically
sneakily
steadily
until I disappear
into wet cement
forgetting
I ever
was
Come, swiftly
Come, now
Come and fill my heart
And seal therein; every vacuum
Come and cement my thoughts
And tranquil my soul
Come, now
And complement my soul.
LEAF
imprint
in cement
pressed in the sidewalk
we lingered there and talked
a thought she once gave to me
"a soul friendship will ever be"
November sidewalks unsightly grow
Leaves mingling, sloppy with slush and snow
Where dandelions bloomed between cement cracks
Now pray bugs that warmth come back
The red wheelbarrow
with its cement smudges
and rusty scratches
dwarfs the white rabbit
nibbling young lettuce
covered in morning dew
next to the flowering
crepe myrtle.
Is a place born bad?
Can evil seep in cement,
fear grow then wilt within vine?
Something with no name
weighs in rooms dark, light finite.
Doors lock. Windows look, knowing.
either drown with me or let me in,
let me in,
my tears hit the cold, and lonely, but paved cement,
the tears feel like cement,
and taste like cement,
and stick to my skin
What I see,
All is you.
I see God,
God is you.
You live in house of brick and cement,
I want to live in your heart.
What I feel,
All is gaiety.
When I smiles,
Cause is you.
Despite living
supplying myself with cement
, steel and disgust...
Despite building me
daily verbiage walls,
I'm in a light spirit...
always ready to burst
in songs and laughter...!