Short Chisels Poems
Short Chisels Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chisels by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chisels by length and keyword.
GLACIAL TENACITY
crampons’ spikes clutch
the thick glacial ice -
pick ax chisels out steps
8/26/2017
Categories:
chisels, adventure,
Form:
Senryu
With chisels, carvers
Chip away bits and pieces
Sinewy fibre;
What emerges from the wood
Is the essence of its soul.
Categories:
chisels, appreciation, art, beautiful, earth, environment, nature, spiritual,
Form:
Tanka
Hate not the clouds that roar;
Feel happy, seeing their outpour!
Glare not at the chisels that cut you hard;
Mind, they turn you into the idols of high regard!
Categories:
chisels, 4th grade, hate,
Form:
Rhyme
volcanic
activity
liquid
magma
cools
contracts
chisels
rasps
measured
patterns
settling to
hexagonal
colonnade
morphed
entablature
unique
marvel
unsigned
sculpture
Categories:
chisels, art,
Form:
Other
THOSE WERE THE DAYS
In days Paleolithic
The news was often horrific
People eaten by monsters terrific
Or trampled in mammoth jams of traffic
Newspapers were chiseled in stone
Picture it: hot news petrified even when it sizzles
Editors called in news headlines by bone
Saying, “ Hold it. . .stop the chisels!! “
Categories:
chisels, funny,
Form:
Quatrain
His dark lips always enlighten my senses, although his white eyes profess a dark ambiance.
His deed when done, stiffens the chisels of his arms to cross my waist
and hold me into his heart
I loom over within his eyes as a midget stretching for the truth.
Do you really love me? , or am I a niccumpup , with no colour to reflect?
Categories:
chisels, dark, lust,
Form:
Free verse
a carpenter chisels creativity ~ his son saves souls
[First of May: Here in Malta, apart from celebrating Labour Day,
we also celebrate the Feast of St. Joseph the Worker.]
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A Work Perspective Monoku Contest
containing alliteration.
Sponsored by Beata Agustin
© 5th May 2022
Categories:
chisels, work,
Form:
Monoku
Love wears a smile that touches all,
Fashion makes style frame feisty call.
Look to sure poise to sparkle bright,
Charm flavours choice with a fond light.
Live with clear tact that chisels tell,
Know how fine acts hurl happy spells.
Laugh with fond cheer with heart and soul,
Mind happy here as joy makes whole.
Leon Enriquez
26 March 2016
Singapore
Categories:
chisels, change,
Form:
Couplet
Cloven he sits in his past full of fear
On Salisbury Plains this Hades so near
Tee shaped stones in time gone fall
For fear laden stand they rose so tall
Scratch marks, chisels of a long lost past
Marks of the hoof inscribed to last
This Solstice we know in Summers heat
Time will drape, when again hoofed scrapes meet
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-9.php
Categories:
chisels, fantasy
Form:
Couplet
A dime of orbed light
Hangs in water from a limb
Winter cries for spring
She has grown white haired
And soft, melting in the sun
Love uproots our fear.
The wind chisels flesh
My canvas shivers with light
Stars have twinkling eyes.
Change is a new bud
Carousing on a warm sprig
Tongues panting to paint
The sky cloudless, soft
As flakes in the arms of leaves
Brown on barren ground.
Categories:
chisels, nature
Form:
Haiku
I'm consumed by thoughts of a better place
I live there in my head
The world ticks around me
Full of greed full of dread
I've seen the system for what it is
A trap that chisels at our nature
I am helpless I am bound
But I can still put words on paper
Words I hope will change this world
Or even start a stir
If I even saw the slightest change
I'd step out of my head
and come back to earth
Categories:
chisels, change, confusion, corruption, earth, emotions, freedom, longing,
Form:
Free verse
Hideous cancer chisels away
With strange tragic sculpturing
And exposes dark flaws
heavy and black:
Inoperable, they say.
Ever present cigarette
Tenaciously supported
By shaking hand
and unfaltering need
Moved toward fried death
As wrenching cough spewed
Fire in weakened lungs.
A machine by the bed
Connected to tubes,
She wavers between
Sleep and reality
Fighting to hear
The voices around her.
Categories:
chisels, death, health, loss, cancer,
Form:
Blank verse
limestone hearted eaten away
by God's eternal, feral rain
stalagmite preachers in full royal bloom
igniting fanged candles to temper gloom
memories choked with thorny throated weeds
half-hearted souls, blue marbled eulogies...
truly, time chisels flesh into stone
fluted memories are forged from bone
snake congregation bearing footfall refrain
limestone hearted forever.. a mad harlot to the rain
Categories:
chisels, death, life,
Form:
Couplet
Walk with me, my sister
I’ll tell you what I see
I’m holding the hand of my Mommy
Except she’s only 2 ½ yrs older than me
Don’t get me wrong, she’s brave
She had to tie chisels to her lace
Trade in pink and lavender
For the blue and black covering her face
They took her vanity fair
Where she used to sit and drink in her beauty
They gave her a toddler body to lug around
I became her undesired duty.
Written by Trudy Schrader December 2007
Categories:
chisels, recovery from...
Form:
Rhyme
We're born with puffy marshmallow hearts
naïve -gently beating
absorbing everything
no filter- no expectations.
Then slowly and somewhat coldly
{with its many trap doors
dead ends
potholes and ice pic devils}
life chisels away at the marshmallow hearted.
Until it becomes like Michaelangelo marble.
Smooth-lean well defined- so very cold
No longer naïve -no longer absorbing
No longer beating
a cold - lonely blood moon
chasing the shadow
of its birth.
Categories:
chisels, dog, life, moon,
Form:
Free verse
Souvenirs of Love
Invisible tattoos
scars that mark
the growing of a heart.
It’s tearing down
......and building up.
A stream of tears,
broken dreams,
stories of the ones
.......that got away.
Old flames
of passion’s pyre
smoldering in the hiss
...........of weeping’s wont.
Souvenirs of Love
building blocks
of character,
chisels that shape
......a man.
©1/25/2018
submitted to – One in Five – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Joseph May
Categories:
chisels, character, growing up, lost love, love, men,
Form:
Verse
“Avant garde”, whispered some as he walks past,
Cacophony around, still he seemed lost!
Her face haunts his thoughts, an anomaly in the lot!
Touched by Hephaestus, an artisan bonafide,
Its deja vu, he Sculpts; In past she hides!
With unbearable ennui, he chisels away,
He’s no dilettante, art is his only “way”!
He brought back the baroque style from time,
Just so her grace and elan could be mimed!
To believe is hard, muse has carte blanche on sculptor’s heart!
20/01/2018
Categories:
chisels, art, creation,
Form:
Rhyme
Obscured Cupid as a brimming stream
To drench when thou hath bathe
Transformed he as a adherence
And hath entwined ye abdomen
Disguised as maid in thy harem
To admire your ravishing beauty
Art thou giveth aroma to flowers?
For sure! when thou blush, feel I.
Chisels he, insanely thy name
On his love-shaft
Beneath the Sea, scribes he bewitching songs
That testaments his lunatic love on you
Why thou maketh virile men fanatic?
Cupid! Ensconse her from this tranquil earth.
Categories:
chisels, passion,
Form:
Free verse