Short Collections Poems
Short Collections Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Collections by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Collections by length and keyword.
Innovative Hilda Morley
an Organic poet came to be
Her collections number just six
'Cloudless at First' pick of the mix
Coins and watches
keychains
old newspaper clippings
Necklaces and chains
stamps
baseballs cards and old pictures
all thrown into one
when guided by a selfless heart
life aspirations are in part
truth that motivates
conquers worldly hates
collections of a soul's fine art.
Soon
collapsed-
when their number
seven and five became
abstract
see more at http://www.tate.org.uk/collections/glossary/definition.jsp?
entryId=270
Ambience
Ambience wants to
sign up garden plants with collections of
not big white flowers to
work for
free as
ATM security guards. But it’s too shy to
do it.
old Gooseberry
biding his time
sending the reaper
to collect the damned
sitting on his throne
unconcerned, unhurried
choosing new minions
for tomorrow’s soul collections
There's no place like home now or ever for me.
I love being here in my own space, you see.
My collections, colors, and black dog abound.
Walk in and notice everything safe and sound.
Politics divide
Dishonest politicians
Are killing the world.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Whoever killed Our Jesus
Son Of God
Now has a killing machine.
Copyright © March 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Days before Noël
We’re ready to celebrate
With all the Poets.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Tarnished, cracked, and parched without your love.
Oh, why hast thou forsaken my devotion?
Your impulsivity led to my demise, accumulating dust among disused collections.
She collected
his every phrase
like an assortment
of antiques.
She realized
she could also
sort them by date.
2/21/2021
Credit: Someone You Love Is Gone by Gurjinder Basran, Page 21
I am now learning
How to write a good haiku
‘Tis my real first poem.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Christians are happy
That Jesus Christ came on Earth
To save everybody.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Painful being in love
Headaches, heartaches and sorrow
It is Hell on Earth.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
TRUST
a one word monostich
hear me recite my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro and
catch my short forms @strandpoet on twitter...and
read my ebook collections on kindle at amazon
Thirty Years Of Service
Six a.m.
The alarm jigs
into him.
He, huge
on that huge bed, jerks,
rolls to the edge,
detonates his chest,
pours to the basin
on the floor
maroon and gray collections.
Donal Mahoney
ACQUIRED COLLECTIONS-:-
harmonic
valued
exemplary
naturally
assembled
as SIMPLE LIVE IDEAS
recapitulated
shared
principles
ranging
free
as INTEGRATED CONCEPTS
re-interpreted
integral
signs
paradoxically
presented
What humans call ‘Good Friday’
Should be named
A ‘Bad Friday‘ for Jesus
Our brother
Who bravely died for our sins.
Copyright © March 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Pictographs concoct
Quaint flavors
An appetite blooms
Ginger locks descend
Passion skates
A micro death sparks
Pixels synthesize
Collections
Of synchronized whines
Lips laced with temptation
Eyes descending sunsets
Elements of resolution
These collections of moments,
we’ll call them memories,
I’ll carry in my head
for the sake of you,
for the sake of me;
For the truth of consequence
is a damned shame, you’ll see,
when tomorrow fades away,
for the sake of you,
for the sake of me.
through years
we amass
collections
they’re only things
dust collectors
we call them clutter
although
each one's unique
holds a story
and a little piece
of our heart
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~GATEKEEPER~ 2020
AP: 3rd place 2020
Spring wear collections
flashing on fashion T.V...
just so exciting!
Those Victoria's Secrets
are no more secrets to me!
© kashinath karmakar
==================
Contest:Wow me in 5 lines
Sponsor:Francine Roberts
By:kashinath karmakar (20th April 2011)
Sixty-eight years shaped our home sweet home;
possessions, collections- a vast syndrome.
Epiphany shocked us- time to divest
those treasures asleep inside our old nest.
those years were busy
the gathering is fulfilled~
time for scattering
On my way to my fitness hour
I met a crow flying with a flower.
In his beak he cradled the stem,
From his talons yellow petals came.
Shiny buttons, chromium whistles,
Collections of many lost treasures,
His nest a museum lacking one thing…
For his royal pleasures, a golden crown.