Short Dotting Poems
Short Dotting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dotting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dotting by length and keyword.
Karen is an
Artistic person
Ready to spread words
Evenly across empty paper
Neatly crossing her t's and dotting her i's
Categories:
dotting, funny,
Form:
Acrostic
you or top
of the rock
i love your hair lock
tho your from the block
you gain class will last
my eyes or dotting
you are a
HOTTIE
Categories:
dotting, adventure, beautiful,
Form:
Light Verse
Tree, fills my window
Red, dotting its massive green
Soon, it will glory
Rioting colours in all hues
Until, it's stark, bare and brown
Categories:
dotting, autumn, tree,
Form:
Tanka
Light tropic breezes
carry colorful balloons
across taro fields
While ancient homesteads
dotting the quiet landscape
stand frozen in time
Written on 5/24/2015
Haiku
Categories:
dotting, change, farm, time,
Form:
Haiku
raindrops dotting lake
with circular rippling mist
shadowing mirror
sun rays chiseling
hieroglyphs reflections
on lake's ice blanket
geese flight departure
one staying with injured mate
God's love reflection
Categories:
dotting, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Some writers sit in front of a typewriter
I sit in front of a notebook
when the urge hits i caress the words
on paper dotting i's and crossing t's
everything comes together in a beautiful
poem that captures a readers eye
Categories:
dotting, on writing and words
Form:
Free verse
An onyx ink impression
spirals in unique form,
from the dizzying loops
etched in soft flesh--
where furrows weave
like trenches in the earth,
dotting the surface
with ridges and islands
that protrude in
evidential patterns.
Categories:
dotting, allegory, science,
Form:
Free verse
When I was a child I thought as a child, reasoned as a child, spoke
As that a child; but when I became a man, I left childish things behind....
Too many 'I's,' we find; tis not my thing this me inside, these eyes ? Mirrors
...."In Progress." *
Categories:
dotting, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Hiding the veil of moon light
Amber gold sun's rays
*** burst***
Bringing the arc of a new dawn
Glistening white snow
****reflects***
Like sparkling diamonds
Dotting the landscape
***shining***
Open skies above
Not a cloud in the sky
***footprints***
Imprinted a pathway
on jewel coated snow.
Categories:
dotting, nature, snow,
Form:
Verse
Patio furniture dotting the curvature of Gaia's voluptuous breast
She smiles as it rusts while we war and we fuss
Clambering for what trinkets are left
She hums, coos and sings with each moment she brings
Selected from a chaotic choir
When she misses a beat
We all squirm in our seats
Vicariously feeding the fire
Categories:
dotting, devotion
Form:
Chant Royal
Now that we've solved the mystery
of dotting the i and crossing the t
Whatever happened to dotting the j
and crossing the f -- frankly
And as long as we've come this far
here's a 'hardy-har-har:'
If x is for xylophone
and z is for zoo
Then ILY still says I Love You
Categories:
dotting, fun, funny, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
The crescent moon lent a possessive tinge
to the stratified silhouettes of the wounded Winter sky.
The sliver of silver provided the single, solitary, punctuation
to an otherwise dreary evening.
Soot colored vegetation covered the horizon
As dwelling lights flicked on
dotting the vista like fire flies in night.
Categories:
dotting, seasons
Form:
Free verse
Rain dotting puddles on the wet ground
Searching for answers never to be found
Hoping to find truth up above
When the world shows no love
The only way to relate
Is to succumb to the same hate
Knowing it's all apart of the illusion
Finding myself stuck in seclusion
Wanting to see me full of rage
Finally this bird escaped the cage
Categories:
dotting, deep, growth, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Categories:
dotting, stress, work,
Form:
Free verse
I miss him
Yes I miss him
I miss his tenderness and fondness
I miss his gentle composure and his masculine aura
I miss his constant dotting and his unweaving affection
I miss his delightful laughter and his child-like smiles
I miss his fierce passion and his amorous moan
I miss him
With evey ounce and pounce of my soul
I miss him
And with all my heart I will miss him
Categories:
dotting, missing,
Form:
Verse
you are in my heart
you're dotting every i
you're in every thought
that crosses across my mind
you're there in my hopes
and on the end of my line
when my cellphone beeps
it's you every time
as I pin each dream
on each little star
each time I turn around
right there you always are
no rain on the horizon
just skies of purest blue
each dream in my heart
is all because of you
Categories:
dotting, love
Form:
Verse
Caught amid this whirlwind
Which arrived so very quickly
Rushing skies and swirling tides
A lifetime dotting about
Lonely streets ?
Running from door unto door
In search of love's heart...
Silhouettes aneath lamp post
Smoke coloured lights; white fangs
Waking up one day, a noteful claim
Rose parades; left upon bended knee
Where blood did flow, atop crystal ware...
Her beauty; lingering now, a shooting star.
Categories:
dotting, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Caught amid this whirlwind
Which arrived so very quickly
Rushing skies and swirling tides
A lifetime dotting about
Lonely streets ?
Running from door unto door
In search of love's heart...
Silhouettes aneath lamp post
Smoke coloured lights; white fangs
Waking up one day, a noteful claim
Rose parades; left upon bended knee
Where blood did flow, atop crystal ware...
Her beauty; lingering now, a shooting star.
Categories:
dotting, love,
Form:
I do not know?
The madness of the fog
Belittles the woman’s rose
She is standing in drizzle
Raging from sadness to insanity
It becomes known her loss
Leaving the lights in fear
Shadows play in darkness
Still the rain downpours
She stands in mockery
Wet, cold, and unbridled
Her solitary loneliness
Peaks by the fogged lamps
That radiate outside
Dotting the poor landscape
Of her dire escape
Russell Sivey
Categories:
dotting, fear, life,
Form:
Free verse
Caught amid this whirlwind
Which arrived so very quickly
Rushing skies and swirling tides
A lifetime dotting about
Lonely streets ?
Running from door unto door
In search of love's heart...
Silhouettes aneath lamp post
Smoke coloured lights; white fangs
Waking up one day, a noteful claim
Rose parades; left upon bended knee
Where blood did flow, atop crystal ware...
Her beauty; lingering now, a shooting star.
Categories:
dotting, art, faith, happiness, love,
Form:
Free verse
Caught amid this whirlwind
Which arrived so very quickly
Rushing skies and swirling tides
A lifetime dotting about
Lonely streets ?
Running from door unto door
In search of love's heart...
Silhouettes aneath lamp post
Smoke coloured lights; white fangs
Waking up one day, a noteful claim
Rose parades; left upon bended knee
Where blood did flow, atop crystal ware...
Her beauty; lingering now, time's shooting star.
Categories:
dotting, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form:
I do not know?
A dull soothing drizzle tickles her skin.
Her scheduled smile failed to arrive.
Dotting the green sea, rhythm and sighs.
Bead after bead she prays:
" Oh Mother, Oh Father.
What shall I do?
My heart fails, the tears fall,
but I do so love you"
Belting chimes, trammels unmoved.
Cursing whipping winds paint the horizon.
Lips caressing each word.
Wading through memories, mist and confusion.
Paletted dress, she sits and says, amen.
Categories:
dotting, confusion, devotion, faith, life, passion,
Form:
Free verse
The numerous dirty-white mounds
Of snow that lined the narrow street
Stood like fortified embankments;
Each varying in height and width
Depending on the autos size.
Each space of eminent domain
Was illegally claimed either
By dozens of plastic lawn chairs,
Trash cans, anything to obstruct
Entry into this reserved spot.
I wonder if the yellow snow
I see dotting a few places
Is from a neighborhood canine
Or from a property owner?
Categories:
dotting, introspection
Form:
Verse
Soft yellow
streaked
the terra cotta
shadowing
the sallow saffron
a bluish buff;
the flaxen rubrical
rain-bow tinted
mandarine
unseen
tinged burnt sienna
reflecting raw umbery
on the green;
mosaic gold
mottled the sorrel
virent yellow
stained
a pale apricot
redish rust
and dotting
the lind
crimson
Categories:
dotting, imagination
Form:
Verse
There are no rules
None at all
Stop dotting I’s, stop crossing T’s
Murder every word
Form is for Bureaucrats, verse for fools
Better a fool than a static form
Use an army of pens and paper and crush all the rules
Grammar, syllables, spelling, all fodder for slaughter
Rules are for dictionaries
Poetry should flow from the soul
If you words sing true from your heart
You have conquered the art of expression
You, my friend have won the war of poetry
Categories:
dotting, art,
Form:
Light Verse