Short Coursed Poems
Short Coursed Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Coursed by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Coursed by length and keyword.
Limerick: Once a Baron born near Basingstoke
Once a Baron born near Basingstoke
Dreaded being made (the) butt of a joke
Yet he built his castle
Shaped as a sharp whistle
Winds coursed through laughing like Marma-Duke.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
So much guilt.
So many acts that shamed,
making me feel worthless.
Empty, but for Hope.
Yet, what use be this hope
if I had not learned to forgive me?
Crying increasingly
‘cause pain, coursed through me.
Here, in this moment
I forgive me.
Gasping ...
The year drew in
Months, weeks and days, anew -
Filled its lungs with the breaths of life,
Hope, promise and endeavor coursed its veins,
Feeding want, deed and wisdom, now ...
It exhales lost shadows,
Weeps and expires ...
Gasping.
They coursed their thoughts
Pretending they were dragons
Smoking like they were nothing else
They had just graduated
In the art of smoking a cigarette
Without even hurting it
Nobody could deny the hypocrisy
Nor the ugly face of mediocrity:
Were they students of Socrates
They would know the realities.
You have money in the bank,
but you’ll never be rich
With the power to buy and sell
though yourself disowned
Those things today and then tomorrow,
their weight crushes in upon you
A legacy doomed as rock by rock
—your future coursed in stone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
You brought me
thunder
I brought you
hail
To drown
within the storm
You coursed
inclement
I watched
you fall
Beclouded
and forlorn
Our vow
asunder
All hope
curtailed
In torrents
of lament
As lightning
struck
Our tryst
on fire
To burn
— in loves regret
(Poems of Love: April, 2026)
It coursed through my veins,
It wiped all the hurt away,
It erased my thoughts and feelings
Of you and everything having to do with you
Sure, it burned my throat, burned a trail down my throat
Deepened the hole in my heart and made the room spin
But it helped, more than you and every other person who’s ever
Hurt me has.
surf your love with feels sincere
that love's lifts do life adhere
let love's true joy ebb and flow
in wave depths the heart may stow
sincere feels in all surged forms
adhere love storms to coursed norms
flow love as pooled weak or brave
stow heart depths to surf love's waves
Before the Roman legions carved a road
This stallion coursed across the chalk ridge brow
Unharnessed, free or by a king bestrode
Like wave traversing grassland free of plough
It still pursues its quest yet even now
Note: This is the oldest of the many white horses carved into chalk hillsides across southern England. It has been dated to The Bronze or Iron ages. (Pre-Roman occupation)
As a carcass peeled from the sidewalk
As witness reeled with revelry talk
When the sun poached its glaze
Children free of heart catwalked
I was lost in sage
Murmur of beaten brow
Through the forecepts of saturated clock
Held back with hidden penetration
Red lips coursed a wet expectation
But time had guided a listless burrow
Time in destruction from fallen meaning
Where spirits kept corridors veiled
I spoke her thoughts -- she spoke mine
Our meeting sure predestined, Divine ...
Nestling her hand in mine, rainbows arched on high
~ in the Heaven of our hearts, as angels sighed
In synchrony the magic flowed, an endless carousel
moments and ideas shared, visions coursed through us pell-mell
~ Our hearts launched skyward, as in deepest love we fell ...
June 22, 2018
There on the sands of time ,
he poured his heart out .
Watched as it blew with the wind,
to mix with the other grains.
A tear coursed down his cheek,
to land upon the parched sand.
His head he dropped in sorrow,
to see a flower where the tear had landed.
There in the stark barren landscape ,
a tiny bit of color bloomed.
warming his heart,
more than the sun ever could.
Placement: 3rd
Swadling encrypt the contrarious slopes of a mired
entity coursed veinous stammer spurts bled
across a court of an unchallenged befitted named
as valor cornered the bleached to be razed
spirits encapsulate the branded sole championed
glory dazed betwixt ears of an abandoned
waning light fills purple sighs 'ill eve succumbed
bitterness spilt the downtrodden weighed
hung kicked a life out of bound the final scored
Love Adored
Love Yearned for
love, a brother's in return
A past so magnificent
the stars cant compare.
Glittering moments fills my thinking.
a past i just knew i had
A future so bleak i wish id never wear.
colorless robes i envision,yearning for warmth
Alas i stand,
like a flowing river moving so far from the banks
coursed to a void
A past i just knew i had,
a future so bleak.
love! a brother's in return.
We walked through fields of lavender
Hand in hand we went,
How golden was the sunlight
The air, suffused with scent.
We talked, we laughed, we cried
I felt your tender kiss,
Elation coursed through my veins
I lost myself to bliss.
I took you in my arms
Such loving words we spoke,
I cursed the fragility of dreams
I wished I'd never woke.
Entry for
In the fragility of dreams Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One.
Dank
darkness
was always
settled around.
It was all I knew
of the near universe.
Stale, stifling, suffocating
in my broken and spilt trundle
leaving bitter, morbidly clammy
earth enshrouding my body and being.
A crack in the soil, or in time perhaps.
Slivers of light split the filthy floor,
crawled over ornate catafalque,
and continued its approach,
like winter's blinding ice,
to my exposed bones.
Warming flesh grew
and coursed with
new - life
blood.