Short Fibre Poems
Short Fibre Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fibre by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fibre by length and keyword.
Unfold, now behold
The truth of how all answers
Are hidden within
Every folded, small facet;
Every fibre part of you.
Categories:
fibre, future, spiritual, truth, wisdom,
Form:
Tanka
In me,
You see.
Cell wall,
Stand tall.
Fibre,
Timbre.
Cal joule,
No fool.
Met rate,
Instate.
Shake hands,
Sure lands.
Categories:
fibre, atheist, body, science,
Form:
Footle
Magadalene Abakaus be quite certain
lived life behind the Iron curtain
Notwithstanding& for her part
created her much beloved fibre art
Categories:
fibre, art, people,
Form:
Clerihew
David Cameron’s should stand down for his deputy to take over
He makes and validates the tax laws,
What about his character and moral fibre?
Categories:
fibre, betrayal, business, class, leadership, money, political, world,
Form:
Questionku
With chisels, carvers
Chip away bits and pieces
Sinewy fibre;
What emerges from the wood
Is the essence of its soul.
Categories:
fibre, appreciation, art, beautiful, earth, environment, nature, spiritual,
Form:
Tanka
I've often been accused of mass exSTINKtion
Too much fibre can cause a violent ignition
Clear the decks
Protect your pets
Bad stuff can happen during nuclear fission
Categories:
fibre, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Most likely I've eaten a farmer's field of wheat
I'm loaded with fibre right down to my feet
When I'm dead and gone
Plant me on the front lawn
Such yummy Shredded Wheat can't be beat
Categories:
fibre, food,
Form:
Limerick
See how they run
for every birthday they besmirch
See how they stand steadfast
isn't that a sad thing
Although my heart is crying
my soul is dying
Hear their laughter, every smidgeon
every fibre in their being
Categories:
fibre, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
I wear a beard of aging, upon a cliff-face chin
A year has passed and grown its hairs out from my mottled skin
Mistakes sit there unchallenged, to each fibre clings a sin
Yet despite my facial mask of age the clubs won’t let me in
Categories:
fibre, adventure, angst, confusion, funny, growing up, hope,
Form:
Monorhyme
The icons are falling
As idols are rising
Perhaps for their gifts
Being spared coming rifts
For the poets we grieve
Are of this fabric's weave
They are this tapestry
The fibre of our society
And they have marked us so indelibly
Categories:
fibre, appreciation, celebrity, death,
Form:
Rhyme
All you left me was a feather—
The greatest goodbye I could ever receive.
And, hidden somewhere within its delicate intricacies, in every fibre;
Buried beneath the tiny atoms that make up who you are:
Are written the words "I love you".
Categories:
fibre, appreciation, beautiful, goodbye, loss, love, meaningful,
Form:
Free verse
I have most likely eaten a farmer's field of wheat
I'm loaded with fibre right down to my feet
When I'm dead and gone
Plant me on the front lawn
You'll have wheat coming out of your ying yang, whatta treat!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
fibre, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
With every fibre we try to be sure but we get beaten and broken.
Nothing stops the tears when the anger is awoken.
Wishing I could love myself as I was but I'm frozen.
Willing to jump if only to be chosen.
The only thing left to do is embrace the motion
Becoming an omen
That you can survive and cause an explosion.
Categories:
fibre, angst, anxiety, body, cry, deep, depression, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
I’m like a doll.
A lifeless body
without a soul.
A porcelain replica,
a hollow face,
an empty heart
and chest filled with fibre.
I’m like a doll.
Haunting eyes,
with a sorrow filled glance.
Countless hair fine cracks upon my cheeks,
each with their own tale to tell.
A broken doll,
that’s what I am.
With no mind,
no feelings that are my own.
Categories:
fibre, absence, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
I have seen the fibre of which
Your eyes is made to function
I have studied the movement of
Your spirit and thought it was man
But alas! Now I know better than
Before when my eyes were behind
You are made of black; real black
Fibre which command respect
I have unmasked your fate yesterday
And now you can have the beating
Of my heart which cry for you.
Categories:
fibre, art,
Form:
Blank verse
Paul Thorpe London man.' Not much on frills; is making
His stand.' He offers his heart.' So i note..And i think for
What I am worth? Its not just rote.' I wouldent say he's
Perfect.! No not at all..Yet i see in his very fibre he intends'
That his country shall not fall.' What say you Britian is it
Time to start.? In small or big ways; you can all play a part.!
Categories:
fibre, appreciation, character, christian, confidence, courage,
Form:
Rhyme
ROAD WORKS AHEAD
FOLLOW THE DIVERSION
Road-works ? I’d rather have potholes !
Or go on foot, on leather soles.
Engines braying, tempers fraying
More gas, more water,
More electric, fibre-optic
More holes, more chaos !
With what will Wantage strangers greet –
Frustration and a car-clogged street ?
ROAD AHEAD CLOSED
WAIT HERE WHEN RED LIGHT SHOWS
Categories:
fibre, urban,
Form:
Free verse
And the last I invented
Was super and honey syrup:
That the time I quit the game.
There's something about you and me
That camouflages the reality of our love,
Yet strengthening the fibre that knits it
You are the kind of girl that vibes me in;
Everywhere I am, your hue covers my eyes
With incomparable beauty.
The stay away was nice,
I even stayed away from bathing.
Categories:
fibre, love,
Form:
Alexandrine
We don't always have the answers
But it sure feels good to know that God does
He knows every fibre of our being
Every thought, negative or positive
The fact that He doesn't judge us
That He still loves us inspite of our faults
Makes me hopeful that no matter how confusing things get
In all the confusion, in all the chaos
He is the calm, He is the peace
He is ever present
©22032023
Categories:
fibre, faith, trust,
Form:
Free verse
Rock it and then roll
What's your thing Ozzy, Acdc
Are you a hardcore,
Or do you just want to sing
The lyrics get in the fibre optics rolling and rocking my brain
listening to this music I go creatively Insane.
I don't have a bike so i cant be a biker
No hippy flowers to put on your alter
Just my CD with the tunes I love
Rocking and Rolling ill be in my Heaven up above
Memoirs of a Madman!
31.8.2016
Categories:
fibre, analogy, music, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
B ittersweet is the first love of youth.
I remember very well that first kiss.
T he anticipation had been growing.
T he knowledge of knowing it was coming.
E very fibre of my being seeing
R uby lips about to descend on mine.
S waying in that romantic slow dance.
W ith mistletoe milling among the couples.
E ventually held high above us.
E nding the weeks of wishing he would
T ake me and embrace me as he should.
Categories:
fibre, boyfriend, desire, kiss, longing,
Form:
Acrostic
What future
Enter rapture bleed into her seams
Mercy less the broken screams dress the beds of dying dreams
Art upon gallery halls serve to camouflage cracked facade walls
Violator blood red rose thorn the fibre of one’s clothes
Ensnared betwixt web and flow the painting
Doth it’s tell show
Haunting fear within their eyes
Echoed by the masses cries
Knowing come this day end
Answer must !
What future ? ?
Categories:
fibre, hope
Form:
Free verse
The tight fibre of spring
budding out of its buried shell like cove
coming on as battle fatigue camouflage
redirecting us from the throttle of Winter
Liquid green like tomato feed
The Angiosperm of the root structure
teases us all
This vast uniformity of hope
flawless cherried blossoms
forging a challenge by the promenade
creaves to us all
daffodils and tulips together,
resplendent in their perfume
How I love Irises
Categories:
fibre, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
Circular and square. And a little glimmer
Of peace -
Or agony.
Cool beneath the waters. A small touch
Of green -
Or sunny coral.
Clanking in mine ears -
But beauty in these eyes -
Through cornea and through
…Retina.
A painfully perfect tube is drilled - the long days
Pierced as if a sharp stare of a swordfish
Glare.
And a breath-taking fibre passes through the
Scar…and the blood covered by a glistening
Price sign.
Categories:
fibre, creation, fate, green, growth, pain, peace,
Form:
Free verse
If I could only again dance,
My fickle feet I would tap, and move in a trance
And feel the feathered lightness in my heart
That once ruled over my youth in the start
Thrill of graceful hands moving in flow
Body moving in fluid rhythm and face aglow
Music beating into the very fibre of my soul
Melting the frigid bones grown cold
Oh, if I could only again dance
Defeat thus the heart pierced with lance
And let Joy flow in abun-dance.
Categories:
fibre, dance,
Form:
Couplet