Short Dis Poems

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


Premium Member Rejigging dis-membered memories

can't re-assemble
what the forgotten has lost
for to re-member,
memories you must firstly
dis-member them carefully
Form: Tanka


Premium Member A High-Tech Dis-Solution

     Mayhem in the hen house
        The fox just sneaked in 

     Cyber security kept him at bay
         A broken fence let him in
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 'dis Honest Andy

Andy Griffith used to tell us
Sanka is 97% caffeine-free
  and g-o-o-d!

Yet he never mentioned
That it's 'Instant Coffee'
  not br-o-o-d

Dis-G-Race Senryu20200125

(THANK U Charlie Smith and Inspirers on PS) Senryu20200125

Du Bois said it's RACE
Jesus is the face of Grace
Grace can dis-G-race RACE
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Dis Functionally Diverse

We are the most intelligent specie on this fraction of a dot within our universe,
yet our behaviour continues to remain so dis functionally diverse.
Form: Couplet


Dis Ease

DIS EASE

Sore tooth
In truth.

Must try.
No cry.

Brush not.
Teeth rot.

Too tired.
Teeth wired.

Mum! Mum!
Please come.

26/10/2017
Form: Footle

Premium Member Dis-Guarded-

Deeply, dangerously, 
daringly, darkly
defiantly, deadly
deftly, dumbly

disgustingly dis-guarded

10/8/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020

dis appears

"dis appears"


once The Great; the greatest to have ever been
the best slight of hand hands down ever seen
but a magician is tragic
for without magic
is only now known as ian
Form: Limerick

Dis Jockey

some or good
there music have stood
tall they play
has lots to say
some or bad
there music make you mad
and sad
some talk trash there music a bash
some just lockey
them fancy
DIS JOCKEY

Premium Member Dis - Ease

I am feeling full of woe
Why won't this virus go
It has been here far too long
We are weak and it is strong
Perhaps if we try hard to do things right
This disease carrier will soon take flight
Form:

Dis----

aimlessly riding in an old Ford Coupe
radio tuned to sixties country
it's message reflecting our mood
we have our snacks and soda
dad, his six pack of beer
cigarette glowing
no one speaks, it's
our special 
time with
dad
Form: Lyric

Dis-Ease

She passes through the world
with an air of contempt about her

an anger, a raw cancer
consuming all she says and does

She cannot feel the love
around her, or inside of her

In a vast womb of want
the anger grows steadily
like a tumor

Dis Belief

hard
ly awake

staring into
the bathroom

mirror
but not

able to
move

now wide
eyed awake

i cannot
but keep

from
what

unkempt hair
is this that's there

me standing
as stone

if so
i've

become
my own

Medusa
Form:

Premium Member Donc Je Dis-So I Say

O shall we say
O shall we say
O dirons-nous
Un amour aujourd'hui
Pure la dire
Je t'aime tellement
Donc, je dis

O shall we say
A love today
Pure la say
I love you so
So I say, Donc, je dis

8/17/19
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Premium Member the 'dis' section

a
'dis' advantage
be a
'dis' appointment

in a
'dis' association
and a
'dis' connection

that
'dis' covers
all in a
'dis' honorable

and
'dis' pleasing
way thats
'dis' respectful

as a
'dis' solution
with a
'dis' stance


stans sand
© Sand Blown  Create an image from this poem.

Winter Is Dis

Winter is DIs 

Winter is Dis 
For the Safeway girl 

Winter is discontent 
Winter is unrequited love 
Winter is in my heart forever 
Winter is goes into spring 
Winter is 
Winter is my heart 
Winter is the dart 
You threw at me,Erline 


Charles R Hice

Haiku Dis

Thought for sure they would
love my most-recent haiku;
it was rejected.  


[One of the hard parts of writing is the frequent rejections, both from publishers, and sometimes the (possibly imagined) polite but unenthusiastic praise at open mikes. I'm sure everyone experiences it.]
© Jim Tidd  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Epoch of Dis-Ease

Merchant of moments 
Peddling the past
A hourglass high
A present that never lasts

Slave to silience
Disguising the deceit
A tongued tied echo
A truth that's never discrete

Time may beget actuality
Expectation elicits emotion
A tacit torture
A sensation that's never chosen
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cancelling T

Iv'e heard there are some, who wish to do
A cancelling of 't' the very first letter; at the 
Beginning Of true.'
I got into a puzzle of thought; and guess.?
Till upon inquiry there was help no less'
It seems,  there is afoot?
A sort of plan' if it's removed from 'treason'
Some won't carry the can!
Form: Rhyme

Dis Honest

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Honest

        All men are liars
      thats what my mama told me
     would she tell a lie.


     GINSU-KNIFE      EASTPORT , MAINE   USA 


      Nick Lowe sings about this very thing.
  I used to play the song on the air when I had my radio show.
   A long time ago.
    When I was The Captain.
Form: Haiku

I Dis-Like Myself

Why do I do this?
Everytime I get myself into
This situation and can't get
Back out
Life has always sucked since
I was abused By my brothers dad
I've been beaten so much it isn't funny

I wish I could just die so this could 
All be over in a second
I'm not loved the way I want
To be
I just want my life to
End right NOW!!!
Form:

Premium Member Rain Dis-explained Mood

rain dis-explained mood
umbrella’s up & at ‘em
and ready to pack
Past night’s wind whipped me
into a wild frenzy

sleeveless sun-soak
light shorts, aloe, and sunscreen
sunglasses and party things
feet lightly bound in sneakers
to hit French Quarter pavement

green skies, non-blue mood
not oppressive; hands shaking
branches friendly grip
no shades of sunny yellow
smiley faces all around
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Oxford university and dis-union

The spires watch nightmares planned below, for citizenry
Who should have no foe.' From within its boundry's
They're to be fools on show, the first of April, auspisces
Known.' The donkeys are leading all reason has flown.'
Six the number..' of zones in plan? to destroy cohesion
Do we give a damn.? In academia many need real learning'
We experience much deluge, and yet there's lots of chat; that 
The planet; is burning.?
Form: Rhyme

dis tracked

i am cupid of ireland
i came to ridicule women into the grave
to be rhetorically relevent to juliet is not plausable
you are tly the last of america, the confident mailbox of your ass
gets passed, like trash beneath my sheets, hoodat?
thats a poser, white trash ballet, think so?
gimme nothing like udder against, my title, bout less
kickers in the mules acres of disease
con't grow out you face, enough laid
brittle pickles, her daddy's lies
Form: Rhyme

Dis-Grace

Disgrace to me is nothing...
but I spurn true love of you.
I drive a wedge between our hearts
and foil your designs.

I cannot do this alone.
Alone, I would be a self-indulgent monster
doomed to a path of self-destruction
after splintering my share of the world.

With you, God, I may be pure again.
I ask for your grace.
Give me strength to resist temptation.
Help me to love you better.

Amen.


written 30 April 2024 at 2:32 (PM recorded in my notes but might well have been AM)
god

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