Short Chart Poems

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


Mosquito On the Nautical Chart

An experienced ship's commander
         uses AIs similar transponder
         knows what the map blur is
         don't sink ship for quiz
         not blur of mosquito , i ponder
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Pleasingly Plump

Pleasingly Plump Obese, bloated, overwrought with contrition Lainey hung a chart of each yoga position Couldn’t deal with stretching Mice she’s still fetching She defies my lectures on nutrition
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Chart For Destiny

It is with fleeting tears that
we get to say goodbye
as you expand your wings

Hearts full of pride
we watch you
set your sights on high

We wish you luck
and covet every success
on your lofty journey



AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2020

Premium Member Oil Price Doctor's Chart

When your misery index graph
increases, yet again, by half,
and, at its point of inflection,
accelerates in the wrong direction,
and while you hope it will go down,
asking if this car's driven by a clown,
it's then, I hope you'll soon get well
before everything goes all to hell.
Form: Rhyme

Two stars, too far

We were two stars 
From each other, too far 
With worlds between our beams, it seems
Destiny sadly found and broke our scheme
Which put my fragile mind at war
Cutting my heart to a new scar
 
I wish we could collide and reunite tonight
Our bright light coming to ignite
Instead we’ll have to lie alone in the sky
And slowly die with our desperate cries

Two stars, too far
Even if we had a chart, we’d remain apart
Form: Rhyme


Colour Chart

Try to numb it down, dumb it down
Gloss over it and paint it with a smile
Rose-tinted gloss paint
With a hint of insincerity
Somewhere between Violet Desolation
And Optimistic Yellow Glow
I paint my own colour chart
Backwards from the finish to the start.
Hopeless, helpless? Then Passive Blue
Is just the right one for you;
Lost and confused best suits Muddy Brown
If you don't know if you're up or down
But when it gets too much, I find
It's easier to be colour-blind.
© Abi Morgan  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

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