Short Exhorts Poems
Short Exhorts Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Exhorts by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Exhorts by length and keyword.
No poetry is written
in absolute sanity...
is madness who vivifies and
exhorts the inspiration...
It is the thorn that softens
the soul when is extracted... !
Why
poetry exhort me
With care
know and learn
from neighbors
Write a poem
while listening and following
to their breathing
Walk together in the poem
like train travel:
same direction
same way
in different places
Watch your life
And show you.
To craft a poem short,
one that cavorts,
holds court,
exhorts,
perhaps retorts
of sort
and not resort
to ***ort:
a sport
that does comport
in support
of a certain forte.
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H/T to Maurice Rigoler's The Art of the Short Poem
Mom spilled hot stew, wets a pal, lap short-shorts,
Dad yelled its hot, loop pool pop dive exhorts,
Mom says not that sort of hot,
Pip, spiced hot that's all it got?
Snot tons, "Jokes--Pip, we're exports, not Hogwarts?"
Rough, Electrical
Danger, High Voltage
Ridin' Ridin'
No' Bad
Police Squads Angel Squads, No Way Angel Pushbike
Come
Terrorism Squads at Large
Youth-Bustin' the Day
Saviour at Large
Sportsin'
Tough
Wondrous
Protection of the innocent
Heroes of Van Terrible
Dedicated to the vision of all the youth that have victory in sight and want to do good.
'Round & round the block she goes
Whose house she stops nobody knows
Curtains are drawn lest darkness appear
Clip-clop the lady in dark we all fear
Neighbors are heard, sobs distant muffle
Drones in the sky cause quite a kerfuffle
What evil minds invent such horror?
I pray Mother Mary help us! I implore
"Cease-fire for one-day" he exhorts with mirth
"Bombings will resume" just after His Birth
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The damp foggy mist is heavy
coating the pines and creek.
The rising sun shades it deep pink.
Black sheep float over seek
a peek of the country's peaceful scene.
Quiet siloam time short.
Soon the owl will be asleep.
The rooster stops his exhorts..
As I peel the tangerine
and the scent permeates
the cold damp morning air; life gives
So many golden states
to be enjoyed, deep the delight
exciting time in life.
Thank you God for another day
And for hearing the wildlife..