Short Forebode Poems
Short Forebode Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Forebode by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Forebode by length and keyword.
Oh Death oh God
Oh death if not for your did
Many men would claim God
Oh God if not for your forebode
my heaven is guarded
Kakamu jnr
Categories:
forebode, nature,
Form:
Ballad
Found that people did forebode,
And discovered that binary code,
Missing because,
We knew it was,
Found flushed down the commode.
Jim Horn
Categories:
forebode, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
There was once a weavin' driver named Joad
Nabbed by cops, drivin' in manner forebode
Asked if he had been boozin'
No sir, I am just cruisin'
Tryin' to avoid potholes in the road
Categories:
forebode, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Cold winter's breath blows
Icey fingers decorate
Dark clouds forebode snow
Chance climate holds thus
Dancing white will soon alight
The god's magic dust
Colorless earthscape
Snow maiden weave thy blanket
Fair comfort to drape
Categories:
forebode, analogy, god, january, metaphor, snow, weather, winter,
Form:
Haiku
Forever I Cast My Forsaken Thoughts Into Glee . . .
To Forebode . . . What Mine Fantasy of Thee
Might've been . . . No Where Anymore . . . is there a Place
I Can Find for me, Fore, I am Gone,
Gone With The Wind, as They say,
Forever, & Never To Escape . . .
Categories:
forebode, deep,
Form:
Blank verse
Words,
Sniffed by open ears.
Tangled sounds, of throats whose thyroid pounds,
For sakes, palavers and second rounds.
Hearing me, I learn to hear of you,
Your words my throat encode.
Vocalizations, tell tales of supplication,
Certain senses must've forebode.
Categories:
forebode, art, deep, drink, language, magic, mystery, words,
Form:
Free verse
A peaceful path some may call a rough road,
In succulent scents--they feel a forebode.
Me--I'm only a drowsy dreamer
pitching pebbles at all troubling times.
Searching skies for lovely rainbows,
climbing clouds above mountaintops.
A wistful wayfarer finding my way
December 15, 2021
rewritten as free verse July 12, 2022
Categories:
forebode, appreciation, assonance, future, happiness, imagery, philosophy, rainbow,
Form:
Free verse
A time ago,
After it snowed,
My friend forebode,
A certain road,
The shortest way to go.
Yet I was slowed,
So on this night,
The moon was bright,
I took a right,
And went on down the road.
And to my sight,
I could defend,
Against my friend,
But would depend,
On if the end was bright.
But at the bend,
I saw it close,
And so it goes,
The road I chose,
Was dead upon the end.
Categories:
forebode, introspection, journey, lost, metaphor, night, snow, winter,
Form:
Rhyme
I saw you
tip toe through the change
Unflatteringly and seamlessly
You turned from Summer to August
The forebode was bothered
I was sleeveless until you found me
That Tempest wind
with its own perilous sermonizing
The dull fruits were harbingers
from another's basket
Clumps of tenderized grass
ebbing in its lost impress
You scoffed at me
whilst I unwelcomed you
Ill affording me
in the ruffled cross hairs
of spite
Categories:
forebode, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
On waves I swept from clouds of grey
to make once tranquil bliss astir -
together, we would join the fray -
a tumult tango beckoned her.
Fandango spin upon the seas
where tempests tease a tropic storm.
What once was born a peaceful breeze
now grows in yield - now comes the swarm.
On every churning white-capped wave,
my breath in howling echoes dwell,
then dance ashore and misbehave
where Nature's fates forebode, foretell...
Categories:
forebode, weather, wind,
Form:
Personification