Short Center Poems
Short Center Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Center by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Center by length and keyword.
"I'd rather ... repeatedly fail in my youth-
than regret certain consequences;- of my youth's abandon."
Ripples to the shore,
As the stone impacts the still;
Physics takes its course.
< my first shot at Haiku >
Prairie Sunflower
Golden yellow brown center
Highly invasive
Tough Helianthus
Maximilianii, groups
Of many flowers
lust
adore
romancing
heat, pain, delight
love
for Ricks spiritual message contest
© May 20 2010
small creatures stand and knock
parents in shadows watch Jack's toothy glow
dreaming of good times past
Here lies Barbara
She tried to write about life and living
But couldn't write about death
i shall not
grow weary or
tired of thee
the spiritual
voice inside of me
that forever faithful
i shall be
transient souls
take offs and landings
always going to other places
paper areoplanes
are ghostly things
the Gods of heaven
beat their cosmic drums of time
create other universes
in synchronicity with the soul
~~~~~~
haunting
harp melodies
leaving maestro’s fingers
poignantly echo ancient Celts
lingers.
I need a line~
make me feel fine ~
take your time~
penetrate the walls of my mind...
Lay
not once but twice
you still
come here
to the same
river's edge
to drink of me
now that
i know you name
" Life with struggle is an achievement,
other than to get everything at door steps"
_ Ravi Sathasivam
A
Heart like
Yours, reminds
Me why true Love
Is the greatest gift anyone can give
Lay
Just quick,
A wink
In case you're blue.
Go outside
and touch the breeze,
There's a kiss waiting for you.
fury from the heavens
leaving destruction behind
tomorrow's blue sky
for the hurricane contest....
beneath the silence of ice-encased trees
the sky’s pink dawn lies captured
in the pond’s crystal depths/center>
scales don't lie
off with the clothes, bathe, shave..
augh!!
I know it isn't true to form!!!
Through sand and haze beach goers stroll
Leaving footprints where soft crested waves roll
~*~
6/10/'13
The halo just woke
what cold this earth was longing.
In joy, the moon danced.
December 13, 2013
Self employed without wages
just to keep others popular
no headline dissociates from her lips
The body fears as the bag empties
biological torture begins
as a plea for a re-fill disturbs.
The fig tree is without leaves
mercury down to sub-zero
as the heavens paint the earth white.
Lightning and thunder,
Vortex swirls above my head.
I cannot hear you.
~*~
heaven is their home
halo hat and angel arms
cherubs float on clouds
~~**~~
~*~