Short Dulcet Poems
Short Dulcet Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dulcet by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dulcet by length and keyword.
The rhythm of the rising sun
is a sweet song in the morn
And when that rhythm sets the sun
Luna's dulcet melody is born
Casey Kasemus played the hits,
Renaissance songs so pretty.
It was as good as was it gets,
a countdown of dulcet ditties.
Sapphire-tinted bells herald life anew
springtide’s dulcet birthstone watch,
omen of fragrant bloom
Posted ; 29th March 2022
buds
appear
all around
butterflies dance
Birds sing dulcet songs
to celebrate
beautiful
springtime
blooms
behind dulcet verse
a dazzling chant of plucked strings
moonlight gleamed unseen
a grimly immortal sigh
on someone's desolation
09.27.16
dulcet
the melody
your song keeps lingering
in my every thought and dream
lyrics
May 18, 2023
Song of my heart contest
Sponsored by JCB Brul
Melange of motif,
vision tracks turning time wheel.
Dulcet spectrum of dreams shift,
spin captured by mind’s cage.
Kaleidoscopic snaps are fused.
summer's dulcet song
rises with dawn then softly...
drifts on twilight's glow
5-24-19
Writing Challenge 3, May 2019, Nature Haiku Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
My trekking on abode of snow mountain range
Lush green and brook's dulcet in proximity
Tattered poncho due to sudden weather change
Went on lauding nature's magnanimity
lanquid
dulcet cashmere
--- sweet lilt felicity ---
rich graceful enchanted bliss
caprice
AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2021
Swelling sea static at the sunk skyline,
stillness stuck at the edge of dulcet dusk.
Twilight spectrum rolls on breaking waves,
weave tapestry of darkness for the night.
purple wildflowers
loosestrife patch of pulse perfume
lonely walkabout
too cool for songbirds to sing
the whisper of dulcet things
4/1/2020
golden creek’s dream haze
rippling waters dulcet strain
heavenly cascade
Date posted : 25/1/21
Poetry Soup syllable counter verified
Sponsor : Tania Kitchin
Contest : A Moment In Nature
Emit words warm of breath, those lips succulent.
kiss my nape a voice
But a voice dulcet and to the ear fair.
Giving me sweet tingles all over.
Leaving me in want, but to a voice to always listen.
Dulcet whispers, pairs of three,
Enact a dangerous dance.
What on earth is eternal?
Springing up from her stupor,
Tosses her ceremony-
Golden ring of fantasy.
Truth tastes like sun in her throat.
In nature trails, forests, green meadows
I love to dwell and eavesdrop on
that dulcet songbird chorus
wakening the dawn haze
where rustic wild life
and spring water
hint at lush
tranquil
lairs
your dulcet words from your lips slipped into my bloodstream
and filled my heart with desire
but now even those delightful words sting like poison
contaminating my mind,
infecting my soul
~4-8-18~
I could listen to your voice for hours.
Hours could pass by and I'd be ensconced.
Ensconced, enamored and hopelessly lost.
Lost on dulcet waves of sounds of you.
You are my pied piper....
©SamHarty
Deep into my heart
A pain so sweet and dulcet
Un traced but delicate
And over my eyes
A flow gentle in full glow
Marking Ah!my ail
And some folds of love
Like a virgin waiting for
The beloved's cozy arms.
rebel dancer model with a dulcet voice
and penchant for theatrics
Brigitte took Paris by storm
the bombshell exuded more than beauty
she was a force to be reckoned with
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Plethora we were, idyllic and rhapsodic
Dulcet, was felicity always our path
Destined to be in cryogenic chrysalis
Universal talisman below sapphire skies
Once radiant, soon evanescent
.
Looking back it's no wonder why we had to leave
Such rhapsodic idyllic plethora, lost talisman
Felicity lost in radiant sapphire dulcet through
Our chrysalis once radiant, evenescent, blew
.
The dulcet larks in oak trees bring a smile
On cue, here comes the sun melting the grey
I walk you down the garland-bordered aisle
So Mom and I could (quote) 'give you away'
One poem ends and one begins today
A gentle breeze carried the tune
of a lady gone too soon.
I listened to it longingly until,
inside my bones, it caused a chill;
and then blew my dreams through other bones,
across centuries of dulcet tones.
Yesteryear mixed dulcet days with bitterly sour moments.
Zesty and tart as lemons, but tempered with honeyed memories.
This year, I will only journey through sweet orange orchards.