Short Coronation Poems

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


Premium Member Life's Coronation

Death, my friend,

Is not the end of life

But

Life's coronation!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
       24 May 2022


The Coronation of Autumn

leaves of papered gold
a robe for the autumn king...
for a crown the stars

date: 9/8/22
(used 'syllable counter' website)
© Meru Groen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Crowning Glory

pale streaks
preview
her coronation
orange sherbet
baby blue
now rich magenta
pointing the way...
a reticent orb
abruptly
beams
over the horizon
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Queen

Countdown to her crown,
Coronation;
She’s a person,
Worthy of meditation;
So, apprising, now,
Ascribing volume, loud;
For I claim, to shape in,
Appreciation –
Form: Lyric

Rain Soaks Crowds

rain soaks crowds
of cheering people - -
a queen is crowned

(my mother told me it was raining on the Queen’s Coronation, 2nd June, 1953)

for Joann’s June Memories contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Spring's Glory

Spring's coronation

         Roses' celebration 

                 Beauty's Exaltation:

                                            MAY!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
       01 May 2019

Soap Suds

OMO in the windows
On Coronation Street
Clued the milkman and the postman
Would be welcomed with a treat

Those days are long forgotten
Because the Tide has changed
The Milkman's gone forever
And our postman is deranged
Form: Verse

The Affirmation of the Pines

the affirmation of the darling sweet pines are the celebration and the coronation that come to mind be filled with bright snow the marriages of the our sons and our daughters bring us through the affirmation of the pines

Spring's Coronation

Unmissed by these who, garden-bound
Come to honour Spring
What's attuned to, solemnizing
Coronation's hour
Any queen's holy place, throughout
Hovers musically.
Though Flora's, this. Whose bird and bee
Mixed choir's sweet clamour.
Form: Rhyme

Incantation

Birth—Coronation
Belief—Creation
Pain— Debilitation
Sin—Damnation 
Joy—Association
Despair—Isolation
Praise—Adulation
Time—Anticipation
Truth—Revelation
Faith—Salvation
Death—Divination
Life—Reincarnation

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member In the Order of Chaos

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In the Order of Chaos 
David J Walker

There	
	the throne 
stands alone 
on the podium 
a sword 
	a stone
gilded 
	digitized
the currency of 
electrified 
order and chaos 

they 
	who would be King
must not cross
	the queen 
on the way to the coronation
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Spring's Awakening

Sparrow song wafts through morning air melodic wake-up call as spring appears and winter reluctantly fades. Earth reborn in splendid array vibrant hues replacing winter's gown of white and gray - spring's coronation. 4/2/15 Form is called "Shadorma"
Form: Shadorma

Premium Member Unlikely Coronation

shocked befuddled and dumbfounded a crowned miss congeniality



AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on September 6, 2020 for contest MY MOST UNFORGETTABLE MOMENT IN HIGHSCHOOL sponsored by JCB BURL  -  RANKED 1ST
(I was shocked when this really happened to me in grade 12)
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Midwinter Celebration

It was a joyful Midwinter coronation
to celebrate the country's new queen.
It had been her destiny since birth,
that she should wed the young prince.

She carried herself regally to the throne
wearing a mantle of sapphire velvet
and a crown set with pearls and diamonds
atop her silken tresses of ebony curls.
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Coronation Day-Hs

rainbow of flowers multitude of flags flutter the sepals-accept v-formation geese the royal air force power crown jewels fly high crows in ebony great britain’s bobbies whistle corralling the crowds reign of umbrellas tutelary governing until kingdom come inherited solemn pledge the sovereign’s soul on the ledge
Form: Other

So When and Where Was Your Coronation?

I see we have a new king
Just how did this come around?
Did he pull a sword from a rock?
Or did angel send him
to alight upon the ground?

Just what Kingdom do you rule?
Am I a subject too?
A serf to serve your pleasure?
Ne'er ever else to do?

I have a counter-proposal,
You be a Duke instead...
And take that silly crown,
Off your swollen head!!
© Tom Bell  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Burlesque

Stone of Destiny

The Coronation Stone –
 artefact of biblical Jacob.
 The magic powers of this stone
 will enhance your throne.
 
The slab was broken and repaired,
 but will the crack on the kingdom be entailed.
 Did the powers left the stone,
 when they broke it with the scorn.
 
Was it power of the Ark
 or the undiscovered quark
 in that oblong block of sandstone –
 relic past.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Christmas

Love's glorification

     Heart's celebration

          Soul's illumination

                 Spirit's exaltation 

                 Humanity's unification

                          Peace's coronation

                                 Jesus' adoration:

                                             CHRISTMAS!








(c)  Demetrios Trifiatis
      29 November 2016

Premium Member Preparing To Overthrow the Queen

The mystical magical ethereal combination
Of a secret elixir’s initial amalgamation
Gave the warlock and witch dedicated determination
To keep the mysterious combination at their station.

The wicked queen’s expected upcoming coronation
Was as welcomed as a teen’s cramp-filled menstruation
The witch explained this to warlock with weird elation
He was annoyed with her efforts, it caused frustration.
Form: Monorhyme

Tornado Tornado

The buff flaunts his elements 
in a dissenting voice.
Don’t go into the lake.
There were no survivors.

Stop kissing the moon 
all night. Clouds were moving 
away for the coronation
of the sun.

The windowpane was broken.
Somebody has jumped into
the audience for a
golden drink.

It was my abstract thought 
to donate my grief to
unrelenting god who was always
sending a twister with daffodils.




Satish Verma
Form: ABC

Miss Universe 2017

M-onday's prestigious beauty contest
I-s held thirtieth of January; 
S-ixty-fifth Miss Universe pageant
S-tays on track toward victory.

U-nderneath the pink sky, 
N-ice day of coronation has come; 
I-t's a wonderful competition, 
V-ile weather turns calm.
E-ighty-six ladies vie for the crown, 
R-eady for the questions-and-answers; 
S-wimsuit and long gown give amusement, 
E-ach wants to be Miss Universe.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member A Rousing Ovation

It is no secret that some people crave affirmation
Seeking anyone who will give them confirmation,
Apparently not grounded in their own foundation
Wanting anyone to tell them they are a sensation.

What a pity! For every person is awarded citation
Here, in life, for having their own unique duration
Keep in mind, not many will get a royal coronation
But be happy, for you deserve a rousing ovation!

Written March 21, 2022
Form: Monorhyme

Legacies of October

Legacies of October

Pinstripe domination 
Out of nowhere perfection
Pittsburgh’s unexpected celebration
The great Dodger rotation
Gibby’s game 1 animation
69 defies explanation
Green and gold covered the nation
The queen city was king during the second Nixon administration
Reggie’s single-handed ruination
Bean town’s 86 devastation
The heroic apparition
Atlanta’s autumn frustration
An eight decade delayed coronation
Form:

Coronation Day

A Cinderella chariot,
Eight horses in the lead;
Two heavy looking crowns that seemed
Uncomfortable, indeed.

A scepter and an ermine robe,
An orchestra and choir,
With all that pomp and heraldry
Intended to inspire.

The royal family on board, 
Except the ones estranged;
The military marchers 
And the guests, just-so arranged.

Amazing to bear witness to 
The history, the bling.
I joined the world to watch
The coronation of a king.
Form: Rhyme

Impersonation

You should have asked me.
Why was it not important- 
to take a life, for saving 
one other life ?

I say, what did you give 
me after the coronation ?
Some sinuous questions ?
Or splayed my heart open ?

The crowd was always absurd.
You were latched onto the-
bronzed face of a naïve hero, 
who wants the ants to drag an elephant. 

The bone ossification proves 
that you were still a juvenile.
St. Anthony’s Fire ? You want to 
embrace the death now ?


Satish Verma
Form: ABC

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