Short Cypresses Poems
Short Cypresses Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cypresses by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cypresses by length and keyword.
Parliament Street
Along the centuries-old Drostdy walls
and sidewalks lined with cypresses
Scents of late orange blossoms
envelops you
Conjuring up foggy memories
The street burning your bare feet:
An initiating walk-on-fire...
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Categories:
cypresses, childhood, city, environment, growing up,
Form:
Free verse
A Sty-Eye-Lised Impression
Citron yellow-
prussian blue
brings day and night
into view.
Two sides of a coin
- a shadowless wheat field
- a brush-stroked sky
Eye-impressions do not lie
WHEATFIELDS with Cypresses /STARRY night- Van Gogh...
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Categories:
cypresses, art, places,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Touched the Bells
*** (Touched, the bells)
Touched, the bells
of churches on Sunday,
expand the joy
of these cypresses
shielding
the bent shadows.
And at the place of
lucid peace
aside
the wheat and bread
made for
that day
with wings
blown off by time, it stays -
the fallen statue
of that one
who nothing shifts
as he is into
joy....
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Categories:
cypresses, joy, spiritual, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Van Gogh Analysed
a drawbridge is seen
a yellow carriage ground
grass so very green
sky and water
blue in a frame of gold
decorate the scene
as if in a dream
a starry night
cypresses over a field of corn
great sunflowers
a symphony of yellow
blue fields
as far as the eye can be seen
exaggerated proportions
bring
intangible thrills
over&over
the stylised brush-work
scene...
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Categories:
cypresses, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
Day and Night
Day and Night
by André Steinbach
A day,
dispersed in eternity,
the hours are
caught in a blinded mirror.
A fading moon is hiding
in an empty space.
And green cypresses
shiver in the wind.
Willows are caught
by surprise,
and silence is spreading
with the wings of love.
Only tulips and weeds,
but where are the roses?
Set your sail of innocence
in a fading light.
And night is falling,
touching you with silence....
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Categories:
cypresses, nature
Form:
Prose Poetry
Midnight Run
A sultry night,
cascading blues
dance in moonlight’s caress,
through the mossy-laden
cypresses.
I see a gull
flying in the
sapphire and white
clouds and think
back to younger days,
when we’d like in the grass
and look for cloud animals.
As silver moonbeams
jitterbug among the waves,
my heart beats
in ecstasy,
to the music of
water laughter.
La Bella Luna’s
a veritable charmer.
...
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Categories:
cypresses, appreciation, beach, beautiful, nature, poems, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Prose Poem Van Gogh
A drawbridge,a yellow carriage ground a glaring orange,grass so very green,sky and water blue in a frame of gold.Peach,plum and apricot the orchard passion cannot last.As if in a dream the a starry night,the cypresses over a field of corn,great sunflowers in a symphony of yellow,blue fields as far as the eye can see in exaggerated proportions to the eyes whether to advantage ,or not, and those intangible thrills to the core in this search for conception....
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Categories:
cypresses, art, word play,
Form:
Prose Poetry
My Aborted Baby
Crepuscular rays filtered through the trees:
Tall black cypresses around a dark shrine,
Evening grim bells toll as I feel the freeze,
Conscious the tomb covered with rambling vine,
While nocturnal butterflies just decline.
I could not help utter a maze of sighs,
My desolate unborn baby just lies,
Never forgotten, but always evoked
Except the woman who'll never get wise.
Cursed she'll be, an oath I never revoked.
Fiction
I am against abortion. But I am in favour of forgiving....
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Categories:
cypresses, abortion, abuse,
Form:
Dizain