Short Clinks Poems
Short Clinks Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Clinks by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Clinks by length and keyword.
Michigan
michigan steel clinks
drums of my ears hurt,weapons
the bet is,setter...
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Categories:
clinks, art,
Form:
Haiku
Midnight With Two Granddaughters
the cordial crystal
with a sparkle of grape juice
clinks “Happy New Year”
12/31/2018...
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Categories:
clinks, granddaughter, grandparents, new years day,
Form:
Haiku
Iced Tea
icy
refreshing
rivals lemonade
for the crown on summer days
sun lit
feels nature made
ice clinks merrily
announcing her...
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Categories:
clinks, food,
Form:
Free verse
Drinking Alone
I sit alone
And swirl my glass
One sip after another
As it warms my soul
I swirl it again
And the ice clinks
My companion makes no sound
It just clinks as I swirl it around.
© Paul Warren Poetry...
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Categories:
clinks, drink,
Form:
Ballad
Sam
its odd he first to die
dropped in a river with
cinderblock bracelets
eyes open to his unseen
world lips parted for
voiceless joy he clinks
to the bottom and bubbles
rise. forever set motionless
to swim with the fish...
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Categories:
clinks, death, death of a friend, deep, depression,
Form:
Free verse
When a Leader Leads a Nation Flocks
When a leader thinks, a nation walks
When a leader sinks, a nation talks
When a leader blinks, a nation rocks
When a leader clinks, a nation is flocks
When a leader inks, a nation makes
When a leader pinks, a nation awakes
When a leader seeks, a nation finds
When a leader links, a nation binds...
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Categories:
clinks, africa, change, courage, desire, integrity, jobs, leadership,
Form:
Rhyme
The Garbage Trucks
The house still sleeps,
Coughs, rustles, creaks
scuttle under my closed door.
The truck grumbles into the alley.
It used to be a barmaid
trashing bottles near
the house where I grew up
making pops and clinks.
Now it's trucks collecting bins,
dumping glass in their broad bellies
huffing away down the alley....
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Categories:
clinks, nostalgiahouse, house,
Form:
Free verse
Breakfast
Breakfast
Clinks... clanks... a crash... a clatter
Pots... pans... and plates... a platter
Smells... sounds... people... and voices
Stools... chairs... tables... and choices
Ching... ding... a door... and a breeze
"Mornin'!"..."Take your order, please?"
©Deborah burch
2005/12/06/2016 (repost)
For Brian Strand's #245 how it reads aloud CONTEST...
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Categories:
clinks, business, places, time,
Form:
Couplet
Shift Change
Steam from fresh ground coffee
Mixes with smoke from cigarettes.
Syrup mixes with butter.
Eggs mix with toast.
Clinks of forks on plates
Mix with clanks of spatulas on the grill.
Last minute bar stragglers
Mix with early morning risers.
Morning crew coming in
Mixes with night crew getting off.
It's shift change at the diner.
Time for me to mix with my bed....
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Categories:
clinks, on work and working, people, places, time,
Form:
Free verse
Southern Charm
Lies saunter through bent brow’d occasion,
teasing the elegant disposition of
wilting Dixie flowers.
Glass clinks together,
in unison with a common cackle.
Snakes in the grass;
Coming to suck their eggs,
but there’s no ruffled feathers here.
It’s just another warm southern night,
amid the fire;
Nature will take it’s course.
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved....
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Categories:
clinks, culture, imagery, men, metaphor, nature, satire, women,
Form:
Free verse
The Ninth Spoke To Me
Mama taught me to remember the celebrations
The ninth spoke to me
Remember me
Remember him, who sits alone
with his purple urn
Her ashes, not the same
The clinks and cheers,
a shame
Her lips would sip from his glass
He’d plant a kiss
The honor, we miss
Now, near her frame, her smile inhabits
the room, but mama’s presence
is ash, contained
Wedded bliss so missed
1/12/2022...
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Categories:
clinks, anniversary, parents,
Form:
Free verse
5
human turret son
gun syndrome
genome thunder dome
range lightning rain
night sky of 40 grain
splendid caliber
X caliber
plink to think
dinky clinks
tiny echoes
bricks, all clear
fire flies
barrels of varying sizes
armorer princess prizes
she goes all .223/5.56
flash suppressed
range without a roof
took her rounds
now she frowns
tell her later
give them back
after dinner...
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Categories:
clinks, dance, first love, happiness,
Form:
Free verse