Short Clumped Poems
Short Clumped Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Clumped by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Clumped by length and keyword.
once an old horse named chester
impressing his nag esther
clumped up a tall tree
until about three
then clumped back down to best her.
Categories:
clumped, break up, cool, cute love, funny, giggle,
Form:
Limerick
There is a President, Donald Trump
Thought to have the U.S. stumped
All his policies
Sorry, his follies
Likened to cancer tumours clumped
Categories:
clumped, horror,
Form:
Limerick
White Goose Feather
What I will like is a white goose feather,
On back of bright goose clumped together;
Pretty and white,
Day and night;
Water does run off during any weather.
Jim Horn
Categories:
clumped, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
it's just a hole
A hole in the ground
Rough sided with stone
Deep enough
Long enough
Coarse clumped earth moulded expectantly round its edges
It's just a hole
A hole in the ground
In which we'll put my whole life.
Categories:
clumped, death, grave,
Form:
Free verse
Back and forth,
HIgh then low
Black swifts scythe below;
Beneath the vivid hue
Wide-set celestial blue.
Across the field
Buttercups fill my view with
Dung pats,dried,and fried in the sun;
Cowslips clumped,bud apple-green
With daisies dotted between.
Categories:
clumped, nature,
Form:
Pastoral
Back and forth,
HIgh then low
Black swifts scythe below;
Beneath the vivid hue
Wide-set celestial blue.
Across the field
Buttercups fill my view with
Dung pats,dried,and fried in the sun;
Cowslips clumped,bud apple-green
With daisies dotted between.
Categories:
clumped, nature, nostalgia, seasons,
Form:
Pastoral
43 cents in my prune-palmed hand.
Clumped in a circle; flat coins.
Brown for the pennies that hold my thoughts
and silver for the ones it joins.
Cupped in a hand with room for more
yet weighed by the heart as less.
Dumped on a table to bounce and flop
while left for the owner to bless.
Categories:
clumped, nostalgia, philosophy, satire,
Form:
Couplet
The somber sun sinks so silently in the still soul of the serene sea
On sands of sloping sodden shore shining shells slide, I stand to see
Clumped colors of clouds the curls of wave crests crave to capture
When in wandering wind they would waft, I would waltz with water.
December 1, 2017.
Categories:
clumped, fantasy,
Form:
Alliteration
Living amid the blurred lines of my reflections
Stark cold fears snow me blanket my resolve
Nestled my leafless core begging for rebirth
Patches of life clumped to the reality of what is what was
Soul penetrating every doubt of self worth
Raw exposure of glory days forgone
Dreams engulf the rapture of greener pastures
Revealed in roots embedded firmly in my foundation
Seeds flourish branches extend and trunks stand firm
Categories:
clumped, absence, hope, jobs, life,
Form:
Free verse
These furrows, littered with bags,
Separate stalks
Bent over and inclined to suns of ambition –
And escape.
These shoots grow relentlessly –
In spite of me.
These saplings break the ground
And Send down roots
That anchor them in soils that are too
alkaline.
These ones, potted and clumped, shrubbed,
Must one day stand alone?
And sway in the wind
as the old trees do outside
Just beyond
This grid-like field
In an old decaying greenhouse?
Categories:
clumped, growing up, old, old,
Form:
Blank verse
Her love began
as a little bit
then slowly
began to snowball...
She appeared
as a snowflake...
Gently descending
upon my hill
beginning to roll
slowly downwards...
I took notice
gathering her up...
With sculpting hands
clumped her together
three dimensional affections
length, width and height..
Rolled and clumped
she took form...
Silly carrot nose
two chocolate chip
cookies for eyes
a raisin smile...
Little by little
I love her more each day...
Categories:
clumped, love, love,
Form:
Free verse
I like the smell
of rain steaming
from warm asphalt
and the cool wash
of it on my face,
to be a part
of that sweet soak
and splash of wet
running down my neck
and the earth alive
and clumped with wakes
of mulch and leaves laden
with the weight of rainwater
spilling into an evening.
I could lay there
beneath that falling height,
as would an exhausted swimmer,
to let the self sink
and feel the moment
ripple out to the edges
of the absolute.
Categories:
clumped, rain,
Form:
Free verse