Short Counting Poems

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


Counting Stars

Lord,
We have never
Counted stars
In this
Magnificent heaven
Stars are
More beautiful
Then, the Goddess Aphrodites


New Year 2018

When this world wearing dark

Doors hugging tight walls

People on bed counting dreams

New year came like a thief!

Premium Member Silence

silence has a sound
the whispered thrum of heartbeats
counting coup

8/23/2021 

Bite Size Poem #18 - Poetry Contest
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Silence Please

one two three
keep counting
then lose track

exhaustion
is a way
for release

simpler is
be quiet
bliss fills us
Form: Other

Premium Member FEBRUARY'S PATIENCE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ bare oak branches~ counting each snowflake until spring whispers
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Clocks

Counting silver seconds
Loosing teal time
Onyx owl beckons 
Clock call is a chime
Karma at it’s prime
Saint or sinner shines
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Youthful

I thought I was young 
Fifty-five then fifty six
Pass here sixty years 
I would rather enjoy youth 
Instead I'm counting my years
Form: Tanka

Premium Member the burden of years

I’m counting the days
like faded rosary beads...
light’s losing its gloss
in old dusty memories
my forgotten passion lies
Form: Tanka

Every Number


What does a number do? You’re invited—plus one —that’s everyone! The infinite conundrum.
Form: Rhyme

My Pencil Busy

My pencil busy in..
Counting minutes that..
Slip a away from my hands.
....
My fingers baffled; 
How can I count your absence? !

Springtime in Moss Bank Park

Minding as we step,
counting crocuses we walk,
taking snowdrop stops,
sharing with the afternoon,
joys of two boys now it's spring.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Counting Blessings

May we all be blessed each night…
as we write that day’s memoir…

to begin by listing our blessings…
to see how luck we really are.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Vaasokht

A Hiaku For Mr. Parise

Dear Mr. Parise~


Always loving me
Twenty Four years and counting…..
God smiles on us both




~ Love you and thank you Rick~
Form: Haiku

Long Jump

One step back, two, three...
They're leaving, I'm counting
How many to take
Before I can start my run
And make the jump to your side
Form: Tanka

Amuse

Down Under when one can not sleep
One busies one's self counting sheep
Snooze you lose
Ewes your muse
Aussie poets are now knee-deep
Form: Limerick

Counting Down

5 - I try to rise above
4 - I think I see your love
3 - I feel it pull me down
2 - I lower my head and frown
1 - I don't want to drown
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Soup Mail Verification

verification to send soup mail is a pain in the tush ~ forsooth

counting fire hydrants, busses, bridges and bikes ~ no one in P S likes
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monoku

Lullaby

Sing me a lullaby darling
Carry me to sleep
I’m weary of the waiting,
Waiting for relief
Hum a happy melody
Send me to counting sheep
© The Ant  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Day

Counting and counting
Time seems far
A new day
Greater way
Old forgotten scars
Looking forward
New beginnings
Old endings
The day.

100,000 and Counting

American healthcare is a joke
Government play on too many folk
Those who can't pay
Die everyday
Whilst Trump switches from Lysol to Coke
Form: Limerick

Premium Member I'm Counting on You

When I think of zero or of one,
I think of a whole or I think of none. 
Our family grows from two to three,
and numbers march to infinity.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Dog On Muscle Relaxers

dog is at my feet
loving muscle relaxers
turning into a puppy
not bad for her age
nine and a half and counting
I get up to fetch her pill
dog
Form: Senryu

Counting My Money I Won

its was insane
i played the game
not for fun
so  i could play in the sun
like a sungun 
i got it don
honey
am 
COUNTING MY MONEY
I WON

Seventy Years and Counting...

Silver hair still shines-
a nesting place for wisdom
and ageless beauty.
Born of prismatic, white light-
haven to winged, flying thoughts...
Form: Tanka

Counting My Blessing

he is been good
ite well understood
i can see
am free
i can walk and talk
am aware i can hear
am confessing
and
COUNTING MY BLESSES

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