Short Corded Poems
Short Corded Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Corded by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Corded by length and keyword.
Rome.Open city.
Unreal with paling light,
singular with stone and ochre.
Gods dyed with dust,
the unquiet dead corded
with white marble.
Heaven`s steps so cruel with belief.
My hotel.Forster. Only connect.
Words cool and dry,
the idea of a lost kingdom.
Far from the noise of this,
in shade,under pines.
A gift from the Lord above
A showering down of His constant love
A jewel more precious than anything
More valuable than any diamond ring
What God has given us as a mother
Can never be replaced by another
That deep corded connection
Will always be a true reflection
Of a mothers love and care
And there's nothing that will ever compare
Red velvet with gold corded embroidery
Old farmhouse faint smoke frost glittered
Spices wine honey candles milk apples
Orders farm produce meat game and fish
Great fire in kitchen preparing for the evening
Writing poetry ... baby cries for breastfeeding
Singing together begin to dance in fine dress
Young man singing melancholy love-song
I scorn the scowls
of winter’s reaper
steel slicing scythe
his corded calamity!
Who grabs the life
from my chest
a killing clutch
his murderous glee!
Cold stagnant breath
rots my cheek
putrid frigid blight
his icy stagnancy!
Loud howling voice
a solemn knell
the endless tolling
his ringing revelry!
Oh scavenger of
dark March day
die a death
so set me free!
Pauline and Malcom..Its ending in tears..You tore up the
Chance.' You have enhanced many fears.' You've destroyed
Credibility with such a deceitful agility.' In 'the Age you'll be
Re-corded as no doubt paragons of order.? And Malcom you were doing so well.!! Even Sweden knew of you.' And I here that tell.
Tell..? The whole world has been made now poorer, by your inactions
Regarding Victoria.'
Colored yellow beneath the sunlight
Eidoloned by azure breeze of the sky
Covered green like trees of delight
Scented by wind and bubbles of lye
Corded in lamp that cools the night
Your heart throbs in counts of chite
Chortled in incense of kookabura
Quilted and freed from petals of Datura
Heart dipped in cherry blossom
Shaped in cleavage of ample bosom
Deathless soul pulsating forever
Your heart lodging idyllic and so tender
The dogs are in their pen
We have a new video app where we can watch them
We look into Joe’s cell phone at their usual places
No dogs
Did they escape?
I turn the video camera to the gate
Long sigh as I realize it is still bungee corded shut
Buddy is tall; I see his back walk past the camera
Is that a deer? My husband asks, looking over me
Maybe It’s a dog, I suggest
I look closer
Whatever he sees, I do not see
Nothing gets clearer with age