Short Coerce Poems

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


De Gustibus Non Est Disputandum

In matters of painting and food,
your taste and mine are just 
as good.


Picasso..................hot taco
broccoli..................Leonardo


Coerce others we never should;
to each his want, to each 
his mood!
Form: Didactic


Premium Member Violet Light

Oval lines of opaque light

Violet tracing the universe

     Eons crossing; curving height

Magnetic Venus flares; coerce

     Iridescent sisters of Mars

Aurora imbued divinity

     Odysseys of unnamed stars

Falling to the end of infinity.

7/5/19
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Wool

Wool 





Cozy and soft as
interwoven strands of wool,
Yet sending quivers,
passion storms coerce within,
Heart lends its warmth to the soul.




Tanka- 5/7/5/7/7
Written Jan 18th, 2016
For contest- Wool (five lines)
Sponsor- C.T.

Awarded 7th place win
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Romantic Sunrise-triolet

I long to ink the sunrise pink, whilst heeling tall on sailboat deck. I drink the blue impassioned drink. I long to ink the sunrise pink, Coerce the sun with brilliant wink, Infuse the dawn with fluid peck. I long to ink the sunrise pink, whilst heeling tall on sailboat deck.
Form: Triolet

Fear

MR.F
Coerce and seductive is he
Dread like the comb and bee
It tears one who admires
Who can say it is required

Crave not to see it calculated
Else it gets you frustrated
Don’t with it be on table
Cos like water you become unstable

Who are you? Fear!
Oracle of tears-fear
He ask whom shall I chastise
O! Don’t be prize
Form: ABC


Your Voice

The song
Of your voice 
Such a sweet sound
Has me mesmerized
The pitch and tone
Dance in my head
Hypnotizing words
In a southern drawl
Music to my soul
A voice that
Could coerce me
To do anything
One I want to hear
Forever when my old
Ears can barely hear
Sweet whispers
Causing my heart
To flutter 
A soft melody
Of safety
The song 
Of your voice

Premium Member I Was Thinking

I was thinking
thoughts of course enforce thoughts.
and thoughts reverse or worse... coerce thoughts,
and thoughts match and then dispatch thoughts,
and thoughts discern and turn thoughts,
and thoughts improvise and sensationalize thoughts,
and thoughts enhance, advance, and romance thoughts,
and thoughts return, and adjourn thoughts 
and thoughts copy thoughts,
What do you think?

Illusions

Do unto others as you'd have done to you.
Real is what you can not buy.
Eye for an eye.
Watch the explosions brew.

No one takes in account for their actions though.
People try to groom and coerce.
They wanna see you in a hearse.
God forbid if you wear a halo.

It's a trap! 
No one to care.
It's there.
Zap!

Legions on the prow.
They act like angels.
But they're devils.
It's a lie, even the vow.

Negotiating Wisdom

How many hours are invested
in convincing Job's comforters
of disputable convictions


when perhaps 


depth lies in silent dialogues 

between a heart and a mind,

and can never be fully understood 

while lips attempt negotiations
to coerce agreements

by voicing disagreements...


... perhaps even wisdom has deviations;
maybe, wisdom in essence

is what works best for you 

when you need an answer.

Joy of Desolation

I want to be left alone
alone and away from my thoughts
not the people around me
they don't bother me, I do
my mind bothers me
every minute incarnates a new thought 
every thought leads to new problems
with new solutions waiting to be found
they will be found, but when?
time is relative but how does it relate to me
when nothing is willing to go at my pace
unless—
unless I coerce the cadence of my thoughts 
I reckon this may work

Nature's Kaleidoscope

World's kaleidoscope turns gray-green.
The elders request: summon please, 
it's August, coerce Earth's palette
to wake absent artist, Autumn.

Kaleidoscope's gray cylinder	
wants reddish, orange and yellow trees.

Loosen-up leaves that tightly cleave
still hanging on to summer heat.
Hasten Mother Nature's routine
and free the colors deep within.

March 11, 2023

sponsor: Constance Le France
contest:  Writing Challenge, words with K

Premium Member There Together, Side By Side

There together, side by side.
He, the pilot; she, the ride.

Same but different is their focus:
Hers a pattern; his a locus.

His, of old, a line of red;
Hers coerce a twisted thread.

Hers, producing loops and cables;
His, a safe trip home enables.

His propels across the vast;
Hers are going nowhere fast.

Hers produce a supple fleece;
His, in excess, draws police.

Neither, for the other’s, wheedles;
Each observing different needles.
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Curtains

Curtains fall 

Amazing, 

How people assume they can mold 

Not a pot but your life  

People believe they have opinions 

A right to coerce the steps in your life choices 

A truth told by someone else 

Isn’t your truth 

People only have ideas  

You may pick up  

No, right just their offers behind the curtains  

It easy for them to mistaken  

And it’s your right to undervalue their opinion 

Not that it counts  

 

 

~Sindy Onyejekwe

Premium Member I Never Knew You

I Never Knew You Written: by Miracle Man 12-9-2019 Devoured by fear and emptiness, We make feeble attempts against imponderable forces. Forces that coerce our minds while ravaging our souls. To grasp the skeleton of hope, is not always enough? The day will come When we accept Jesus’ sin debt payment on the cross or hear the words “I never knew you.” Matthew 7:23 “And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.”
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Voice Crying Out In the Wilderness

Hard edged (unreality) you face away from my immediacy (candour eschewing) inimically you parody, offering as nice the complexity of ''vice''exploiting even nature 

(as voyeur and narrator) your intention anethema to the nations, 
as you   coerce ''your creation'' encouraging over consumption, 

with a hard nosed gumption, yet my God who is greater 
is no longer willing to be a waiter!sickle in hand he is walking his land, 


with the sun as his shadow is this (One)
to be Hallowed..!
Form: Rhyme

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