Short Dispositions Poems

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


Moodily Related

Skies, the sunniest
Of dispositions
As far relating, run from.
Tempestuous ones.

Dark, brooding. When whoosh!
All in fright shake through.
And I, when not just in part
Their storm-force, sound do?
Form: Rhyme


Ethereal Elegance

Savoring spiritual symposiums
Guides genius gifted giving
Relinquish requested results relying
Upon universal understanding
Willingly washes whimpering woes
Developing divine direct doing dispositions
Lighting love lamps
Zinging Zen zephyrs...

Premium Member Messy Miller Mania

Righteous cleaning crusade clashes,
Make sure that your mania matches.
All must serve at our behest!
In this unbound purging quest.

Others' motives be assumed,
Adverse dispositions doomed.
Blame, demands, uncaring halts,
Justified by end results.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member ATMOSPHERICS

twilight 
   reflections
in
   mood pictures 

outlines
  purposes
colour
   perceived

fading
   shadows
dark
  forms
in
changing
        light

gloomy
dispositions
   of
      preoccupations 
in
   the
        particular
Form: Verse

Premium Member DISPARATE DISPOSITIONS

essential 
  contrasts
of
  authentic
     ethos
with
   nostalgic
      responses
in
  concentrated
    self-images
  prosaic
    remembrance
of
   inwardness
embraced

individual
  elaborated
coincidences
deliberate
  limitations
&
isolated
 feelings
   revealed


Premium Member One Woman, Countless Thoughts

I saw a lady.
Her face was a rainbow.
Some spots were sunny, some shady.
Her glow followed her wherever she happened to go.
Didn't she look so pretty?
Her hues, to the eyes of beholders, did show
vivid shades: to some light; to others heavy
As per their dispositions, their winds of thought did blow.

Premium Member Black Friday

B argains, bargains, bargains!
L ines of people around the store,
A nticipating treasures,
C osting less than ever before.
K eeping eyes wide open,

F or extra friendly deals.
R acing, reaching, grabbing,
I nclined to grunt and squeal.
D ignity takes a back seat,
A s agressive shoppers push,
Y ielding dispositions not so sweet.

11/25/11
Form: Acrostic

Ordered Collections

People in my circle,
Same interest,
Common goal,
The heart's Venn diagram,
Uniting us,
Differentiating us,
In one huge plane,
The boundaries set by nature,
Its beauty is enhanced by the variety,
Rings and shapes intertwined,
They intersect to show us,
A people crafted with peculiarities,
A people with disparate dispositions.




May 19, 2022.

Sweet Coquette, a Decastitch By Ronald S Porter

Oh dear delight! My sweet coquette. Enticing smiles; your glance flirtatious rouses in me, dispositions salacious. Sometimes my fret- sometimes my pet; oh so tantalizing the way you tease transform blase' to beguiling mystery which fires my fervor with pleasing ease. Comely countenance; aspect gracious All ardorous attentions you do invite; Oh sweet coquette! My dear delight.
© Ron Porter  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member On Pause

Alone,with my thoughts,
my dreams I reflect, look
upwards from this couch.The sky
through my window is blue,I see
infinity,my gaze travels endlessly
into space.My thoughts carry this silent
meditation ,my prayer to God.I wait,
and share my concerns,about me,
where I'm at today.Slowly my ennui
dissipates,dissolves. These vapours
of introspection enlightened by
encouragements transmute to positive
dispositions.I get up and write.

A Structured Prose verse
Form: Verse

Premium Member Dispositions of the Heart

FREE TO BE ME
Can we really be known by another.Known and understood.Others may hear us speak, read our words,hear us opine,recite our lines aloud,discuss our art, judge our work , but do they really know. What part of our façade is real and true, which part we withhold?
What is our shame,the reality we alone may know,private thoughtsconcealed, perhaps confessed if intimacy allow.Yes,we and  God alone know all.He won't tell,will we, perhaps, if free to be!
Form: Bio

Premium Member Dispositions of the Poetic

Alone,with my thoughts, my dreams I reflect, look upwards from this couch.The sky through my window is blue,I see infinity,my gaze travels endlessly into space. My thoughts carry this silent meditation ,my prayer to God.I wait,and share my concerns,about me, where I'm at today.Slowly my ennuidissipates, dissolves. These vapours of introspection enlightened by encouragements transmute to positive dispositions.I get up and write.


Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2013
Form: Bio

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