Short Deigns Poems

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

I see her wink
  My heart flutters
She bats her eyelashes
  My knees are butter

Sultry, she strolls toward me
  O, sublime, supreme ecstasy --
She deigns to speak, "Prithee,
  Who you staring at, retiree?"

© Gershon Wolf  

Is insidious

the color of honey
adds texture to
my thoughts of you 

all my glossy 
intentions 
drip with true
viscosity

I am weighed down
by the carpet-heavy 
deigns of future plans

Time to realign

Start dinner

© CC Bloom  

Rhyme Royal - Iambic Pentameter

Here's my cup, Jackie Marie, happy day.
It's time to raise our toast and honor thee.
Drink we that life's good fortune goes your way,
and Kismet deigns e'er thy walk trouble free.
We're wishing thy heart be filled o're with glee!
Sing we an old song sweet this day for you.
Our voices raised are many no small few.

© Alfred Berggren  

Truth and Falsity
destiny’s twins
Living together
in virtue or sin

Credence once glorified 
deceit left in flames
Redemption and virtue
the devil profanes

Verity trumps lies
by its very intent
Disclaiming its sibling
 who still unrelents

Existence dependent
as prophecy deigns
In mutual exclusion
— like Abel to Cain

(Villanova University: November, 2025)

© Kurt Philip Behm  

You speak as if you want indeed
To be without in truth his rule
Yet act as if he you do need
Escaping not and you the fool
He fancies life as if it were
A gift for him a Godly dream
Whilst you and yours the mangy cur
He deigns anoint beneath his stream
It saddens dearly one to see
You wither e'en before your Fall
And fear to witness tragically
You shall escape him ne'er at all

© Warren Smith  

~ Pale moon and bright stars ~

 
  Though I wait for the sun
     it's the moonlight 
  that shines, on silhouettes'
     stealthy steps 'neath my sight

  The sun sleeps late
     in cool northern climes
  and when she deigns to ascend
     she's on borrowed time

  Pale moon and bright stars
     panoply of heaven's host
  her planets and angel-dust
     ~ at night do I toast

© Gershon Wolf  

One golden eye glowers, proud Poseidon deigns lift
the scored shards of malice where mere mortals sift.
Becalm unnerved waters, cleanse steel gray to green
before sanity shatters with one glimpse of this scene.
Surge forth healing rivers, bathe stunned souls to heal
Sweep clean filthy flotsam, let no grim grime congeal.
Stout salt of forbearance, restore what had once been
Sure embrace, stalwart prince, lest it happen again.

© Gerard Keogh Jr.  

One strident crash of drums,
Fingers race across a carnival organ,
The lean torso
supple in leather,
enfolds the mike stand like a snake.

Apollo deigns to sing to us
of bodies in heat and dying,
and promises delayed too long,
while the amplified strings
lay down tracks for Nirvana.

Soaring, screeching for release,
Their jazzy lines converge and climax.
The ending rumble of the drummer
brings silence. Electric relief.

© Gerard Keogh Jr.  

My Lord is my reliance, sole
He claimed a body that a mother scorned
His termoil testifies me whole
His spirit has me not forlorn

Yet satan deigns to me instruct
My every path must he obstruct
With a ruthless tongue
He devices wrong
And counts upon my every fault
Every virtue to assult

And so I seek my death with zeal
My death like hidden goods I seek
A broken temple bears my sovereign's seal
Son of David mild and meek.
Jesus heal me who am weak.

© Hyunjin Ryoo