Short Free Spirit Poems
Short Free Spirit Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Free Spirit by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Free Spirit by length and keyword.
I once was a free spirit
who was so positive and happy
that has lost my happiness
and all i feel is gloom
and sadness
he rode a horse
mindful of its free spirit
entwining bodies and souls
to ride within fierce winds
in carefree abandon
Antonio Luccio Vivldi
the free spirit from Italy
A composer this Red headed Priest
ever in 'season' prolificacy never to cease
Untamed and unseen
Following no rules of man
The wind makes It's strike
Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 05/17/2009
Treasury in the silk of a pettal-
an April's flower born again,
whispers a tune that settles
the world as a free spirit from sin.
Once one foot into the grave
No more the chance a heart to save
But if a ghost you're not to be
One chance to set a spirit free
touch of fearlessness
she lives life on her own terms ~
oh, she's a wild one!
Date written: 01/02/2021
Browns and oranges scattered
Free Spirit wind
whistles through naked shuttering trees
the ground covered
in scarlet and harvest yellow
Bells ring
Birds sing
Wind song
Bird in a cage
Fly free spirit
Life waits patiently
God waits patiently
Don’t let it go by
Let go, Let God
Beatnik, hippie, free spirit, oh my.
Enjoying their bliss with barely a sigh.
Full of great fun
Enjoying the sun
I like all of them with barely a try
I’ve lived my life
As a free spirit,
And I’ll hopefully
Do so when I die,
So cast my ashes
To the four-winds
And allow my soul
To soar up to the sky …
A sentinel
Celestial pearl
Hung in silence
Over the velvet
Of a midnight sky
A solitaire
Free spirit
Lunar splendor
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
I am a bird
trying to fly
spreading my wings
as if first flight
oh the miles
i will travel
the views
i will ingest
i am a free spirit
traveling alone
God is my spirit
God is my soul
God is the one
Who makes my life whole.
I've no need for religion
For me to believe
For God is the love
That resides in me.
Shutter child
Flash afternoon
Distance closes
Returning click
Your laugh
My smile
Candid Collection
Free spirit
Funny face
Captured moments
Forever held
Close closer
Become one
Candid collection
burning desire to experience world
traveller, path forgotten
a free spirit set loose
Date written 21 March 2019
Contest -Writing Challenge 4, March 2019- Kimo- Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Dear Heart
ego spawned cravings on rampage
attachments hold us in bondage
delusion dropped, we clearly see
our soul is, at each moment free
joyous heart, carries no baggage
09-August-2021
A rebel
A wild one
Making his way
In this world
A free spirit
Craving adventure
Impulsive desires
Longing for individuality
Needing to stand out
Be different from the rest
Distinguished from the ordinary
We are not the body nor the vital breath.
We are not the mind we're beyond death.
We are all a free spirit though incarnate,
We should be aware of this and meditate.
______________________
She's
a butterfly
beautiful and sassy
perching on every flowers
in the garden
with a free spirit
and grateful heart
to be
alive
Date: 08/02/2019
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
August Ninette poetry contest
Adored, loved, and regaled from Melbourne to Perth
She's my blue heeler, the source of such joy and mirth
With her Dingo—DNA
She's a free spirit all the way
And the best mate one could ever hope for on earth!
3/4/23
What happened to the girl
She use to be
Warm
Trusting
Fancy free...
What happened to her smile
Her carefree air
Her free spirit
That lingered everywhere...
What happened to her?
What happened?
What?
Cynthia
Like an eagle flying high
she's as free as the open sky
With the wind in her hair
and strength in her heart
she has a new start.
From the mountains tips
to the oceans floor
she's a free spirit once more.
Form:
Mary and Joseph
Sit proudly
Expectant parents
To the miracle
Of nature.
A brave heart
against
Persecution
Born to soar
over adversity
In the dark days before extinction a bird soars
A free spirit
The albatross
Always been a free spirit can't change me now
What will be will be, my philosophy since milking cows
Sounds like I was a farm boy
Nope, was a lad with all the toys
A wee bit spoiled, but to be sweet I've learned how