Short Evenfall Poems

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


Jasmine In My Balcony

Evening is sweaty
Jasmine is yet to blossom
Cool white lean lissome
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April17, 2016, Kolkata, Evenfall
Form: Senryu


Premium Member Evenfall

Blue mist rises on the lake,
As pale moonlight shimmers
The rippling lagoon with
Faint spectral shadows,
Ebbing slowly to the shore.
Form: Imagism

Relieving Dark Evenfall

A-spect
I-n
D-awn's
A-ppearance

L-ets
A-nother
G-low
A-ppear
R-elieving
D-ark
E-venfall

Topic: Birthday of Aida Lagarde (September 21)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

After Evenfall

M-orn
A-fter
E-venfall

A-bates
N-atural
N-ight

P-leasantly
O-pening
N-ew
C-ool
E-nvironment

Topic: Birthday of Mae Ann Ponce (December 06) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

Abating Dark Evenfall

L-ight
I-s
Z-ealously
A-bating

D-ark
E-venfall
L-etting
A-nother

C-ool
R-adiance
U-se
Z-enith

Topic: Birthday of Liza Dela Cruz (September 28) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic


Negating Evenfall

J-oyful
E-ffulgent
N-ature's
N-ewness
Y-ields

M-orning
E-arliness
N-egating
E-venfall
S-o
E-veryone
S-ees

Topic: Birthday of Jenny Meneses (December 12) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Evenfall

Fierce
across
tapestry,
the evenfall.
That taste of wildlight,
you want to seize the flush.
The hue never comes out clean,
abstract anarchy will not kneel.
As the artist falls and starts weeping
all she can do is look up and just stare.
Form: Etheree

Evenfall

Birds twitter As the sun sinks Slowly In a pink haze. Soft muffling noises Emerging. Night time Clouds close sky. Cold air Emitting, Slight breezes Ruffles their feathers. Whilst awaiting morning Sleep.. In evenfalls bliss.
Penned 14 may 2020 Yalto contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Lord Sayron

As the evenfall advances, Lord Sayron
Reflects alone in the old and dark castle
Where has gone all the magical illusion
Disillusion had won the final battle
Carrying with him the armor and sharp sword 
Abandoned finally his sanctuary
Searching for an answer that begin looking
And listening carefully heart insighting.

Rays In the Meadow

J-ust let the Tuesday morn
A-im to share the light;
N-ew day has broken,
E-liminating the night.

A-llow the Monday to pass,
L-et thirteenth December shine;
F-rom dawn till evenfall,
O-pen your heart and mind.
R-ed rays in the blue sky
Q-uest for the meadow;
U-sing their wide warmth,
E-ach one of them is there to glow.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Evenfall

beautiful is evenfall when sky begins to blaze and clouds appear as plush pillows floating persimmon on a comforter with rich threads of burnt sienna and scarlet interlaced draped over my valley May 15, 2020 title chosen: Option 2: Evenfall for the 'Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto -' Poetry Contest of Edward Ibeh
Form: Verse

Pebbles of Sand

In the grains of pebbles, sand and rock
The picture of her aesthetic scar is drawn
Voyaging to dawn,
When the fisherman's net catches
Her pearl of pleasures more
Than large fishes for life
And leisured at evenfall,
When the fisherman strains
Roars of waves rhymes with moon
In hope, delight and vows...
But again,
Lust, pleasure and beauty rein all grin
Form: Rhyme

Evenfall

Lilac dreams
     tiptoe inside 
        whisper
     my secrets as 
 evenfall descends..

 Aged stories
     turn mauve
        haunt me then
        dissolve 
     in tides of
 crimson seas..

 Memories expand
     become more mine than I
       am
        as evenfall ends.

May 9,2020
BRIAN'S CHOICE R,any form,any theme Contest
Winner: 2nd Place
Form: Verse

Evenfall

Remind me of evenfall, young man - the end of day.
A romantic time. Pastel skies at dusk bringing smiles to lips. Sound abates. Silence reigns. One more day is gone. The cricket chirps,"Well done". "Rest". Tomorrow is nigh. 5-11-20 Contest: Pick-A-Title, Volume 17 - Yalto Sponsor: Edward Ibeh Title: Evenfall
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Form: Verse

Premium Member Evenfall

In my sky stale sun slinks slow, blazing still life’s stalled time, slinging like dark cloud, casts pensive shadow on dim day, destined to find soon the night fall through the twilight shroud. With hope to see stars shine I wait at edge of dusk.
May 13, 2020 Syllable count : 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 Contest : Pick-A-Title, Vol 17-Yalto Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
Form: Verse

Premium Member Ebony Shadows

Evenfall
       welcomes twilight,
           whereas
              a sanguine sun
                 slowly starts setting;
                  coloring
                   blue skies
                   and white clouds,
                  blood red,
                 or cotton
               candy pink,
            as its dying rays
          begrudgingly give way
        to
ebony shadows.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Evenfall

Purple smile Of mauve evening Kisses Magenta sky, Arousing passions On hushed arc, Courting Evenfall. Sun dips In ocean, Ceding to Moon’s quixotic reign. Bird songs romanticize Night’s Rendezvous with stars. May 15, 2020 Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 17- Yalto- Poetry Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh Lines 1 to 15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 Placed 3rd: Brian's Choice N Contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Evenfall

come; sit for 
 a bit on the
  bench in
   the gazebo; 
    before evenfall. 
     watch the sun 
      wan dim
       feel the flame
        burn lose,
         inviting 
          spirit love 
           to sing with passion,
            boring deep, bound on its 
             own 
              mist of evenfall.

2. Evenfall
 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3, 2, 3,3, 5, 6,1,5 
Poetry Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto -'
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Evenfall

evenfall
clad in dark green.
            sable,
    outflanking she.
gray wispy clouds flee;
        moonglow slight.
          the wolf,
  silently
present.
    present, his
                 aroused eyes
   shushing irises
long hair, leaves on canvas
                                howl.
dark brush brightens moon.


5/7/2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto - Poetry Contest
Yalto Form:  3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,  6,1,5 syllables.
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Form: Verse

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