Short Constitutions Poems
Short Constitutions Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Constitutions by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Constitutions by length and keyword.
Sickness incredulously slipped the noose
wormed its way past healthy constitutions
and lodged spear like into Adams’ rib
Tenaciously Life held back
marshalling the frontline
lymphocytes funneled nutrients
from Mother’s soup
into the societal fray.
Categories:
constitutions, health
Form:
Free verse
Dark knights to dark days
communities left in stun
cowards make a celebration pay
barrels smoking, billowing gun
tragedy split in tears
loaded myths of insanity
catching the breath of it's fears
another moment of crucifying humanity
curdling thoughts, flowing alone
hostage to the power of none
Constitutions need to atone
before glorious doves burn
Categories:
constitutions, fear, sympathy,
Form:
Verse
America constitutions in hand of 9 judges
But it is hard to understand their logicism
Oh you have no legal right of your own life
Really when all women needs our support
They have to travel on a sad lonely journey
It just hard to understand their anguish
Oh it wrong to terminate an unborn child
Not to kill and slaughter an existing life
Sometime it appears logic isn't conceivable
Categories:
constitutions, america, bereavement, birth, grief, health, judgement, political,
Form:
Acrostic
Picked a stray hair
from between his teeth, and she
sighed contentedly.
[I know. Cheeky! But it wiggled its way into my head last night, and couldn't go on without writing it down, naughty as it is. Anyone with puritan constitutions, look away! Look away, now! :) Probably should have held it until someone sponsored a naughty haiku contest. Plus, the categories here are so limited.]
Categories:
constitutions, for her, lust,
Form:
Haiku
We ate the windfall
Jillie Bulson and me
Wandering the orchard
From tree to tree
Apples and pears
Plums and cherries
Then the kitchen garden
To top up on berries.
Constitutions like iron
We gorged our fill
And never ever once
Were we ever ill.
The Orchard still stands,
Jillie sadly recently gone.
Our childhood friendship
In memory lingers on,
Still eating the windfall,
Jillie Bulson and me,
Wandering the orchard
From tree to tree.
Categories:
constitutions, childhood, friendship, memorial, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme