Short Fruited Poems
Short Fruited Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fruited by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fruited by length and keyword.
I can still taste
Your strawberry lips
On mine
Your strawberry lips
Kissing mine
Kissing my
Kiwi fruited lips.
Categories:
fruited, kiss,
Form:
Free verse
Mountain majesty
Amber waves of fruited grains
God bless America
Categories:
fruited, dedication, devotion, inspirational, nostalgia, visionary,
Form:
Senryu
Rooted in rising aspirations
Left alone in a field of dread
Autumn glimpses of
Winter wind skies
Whither the harvest
of withering drive
Whether twas worth it
To be so alive
Standing silent
beside fruited seeds
Steadfastly set
in his ways
Categories:
fruited, introspection
Form:
Free verse
My mind sighs blackberries
and a moonstruck melody
plays along my spine
as I soak up the fruited juice
of I love you coloring your lips.
The cherry blush of breathless,
And a smile amid the wash
Of blueberry eyes, should indicate
My intended reply.
Categories:
fruited, food, love, people, i love you,
Form:
Free verse
All sunshine will make deserts
Of lush valleys and fruited plains,
And all rain will make a flood
In a land that's dry and dreary.
Thus, good life has daily troubles;
As there are joys, there must be pains
Of difficulty followed by some ease
That the world will not stay weary.
Categories:
fruited, life, nature, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
Engines roar and planes soar
Across the beautiful sky's
Engines roar and SUV's tour
Across the fruited plain
Now some guy
Says to you and I
You must not drive and fly
But it's ok for me
To travel the world you see
I'm a special man
From a special clan
Who hails from Tennessee
Categories:
fruited, science,
Form:
Rhyme
Tides wash over painted toes.
Rum rains down;Reptiles sun.
Ocean waves; Oracles with desired lies.
Palm treed Paradise with insects.
Islands with beautiful barefooted influences
Careless days and nights; secret caves and coves.
Abundant atmosphere; fruited alcohol attractions.
Lovers under the lagoon's night sky.
~ ~ ~ Leafy layers of Tropical Life.
Categories:
fruited, adventure, happiness, holiday, imagination, life, love, people,
Form:
Acrostic
Tides wash over painted toes.
Rum rains down; Reptiles sun.
Ocean waves; Oracles with desired lies.
Palm treed Paradise with insects.
Islands with beautiful barefooted influences
Careless days and nights; secret caves and coves.
Abundant atmosphere; fruited alcohol attractions.
Lovers under the lagoon's night sky.
~~~~
Leafy layers of Tropical Life.
Categories:
fruited, adventure, happiness, holiday, imagination, nature, people, places,
Form:
Acrostic
Long hopes for my bearers fruited comfort, of new soft sins quarreled.
‘Tis lost.
The tree grew,
no caretaker to guide it’s way to the sky.
It’s limbs sprawled and gnarled with contempt and confusion.
One yearns for you’re insight.
Though beyond, the tree will bore it’s supple fruit,
‘Tis fruit will not be lost.
Caretakers will guide their way.
Categories:
fruited, family, mother, tree, tree,
Form:
Free verse
He came to save.
But the cross was the crux
Of the Father's dire demand.
So he went.
He came to give life,
But was lifted, left on a tree,
Hanging in the singeing sun.
So he died.
He came to reap,
But the fruit must first die,
Buried in the belly of the earth.
So he budded..
He sprouted the third day,
Fruited—a hundredfold, and more.
Still fruiting because
He came to save.
Categories:
fruited, spiritual
Form:
Pastoral
He came to save.
But the cross was the crux:
The Father's dire demand.
So he went.
He came with life,
But was lifted on a tree.
Hanging in the sun,
He gave the life.
He came to reap,
But must bear the fruit.
He fell into the ground.
And died! Buried!
He sprouted the third day,
Fruited. Still fruiting
'Cause He came to save.
And reap!
Copyright © 2013
By Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi
Categories:
fruited, spiritual
Form:
Pastoral
Love’s Wheel
Nothing could compare to how you make me feel
Would that in this envelope were
My body, my heart and soul
In the distance I see your face and hold your hand
I hope-
I know you understand after a while
I see you don’t back down
You have taken a stand despite
Three choices given on love’s wheel
To help the blind to see
More time on the fruited plains,
And a bird on the wing,
That was me
Categories:
fruited, absence, funny love, vanity,
Form:
Free verse
HEAVEN CRIES
Oh pitter and patter
you crystal drops from God,
and renew all Life's vitality !
Cleanse away the sooty degradations !
Of the technocrats cemented cities-
so all can breath again !
Whilst out up on His fruited plains
and far beyond the mountains side-
you quench the thirst of living things.
So rain you tears from Heaven
bedecking both Good and Evil-
until all the world is fresh again !
Categories:
fruited, america, care, desire, encouraging, faith, image, inspirational
Form:
Free verse
fly above fruited grains my feathered ------- Friends
dip dive encircle the sun's orbage ------------- Don't
lusterious valleys and mountaintop ranges -- Let
forbidden flights go un captured by other winged --- Friends
document footage of their performance ------- Drive
dedicated knowing their feeling a tad ----- Drunk
Tribute To Friends
Entry For Dana Ann Smith-Johnson's
End Line Words Contest
Categories:
fruited, adventure, business, dedication, education, fantasy, health, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Women Exposed
Good women are like golden fruited bananas
Peel them to find a delicious exotic taste inside
Bad woman are like bad fruit and taxes
Beautiful exterior but nasty inside
And who likes taxes?
Young woman don’t know what they want
Old women know what they want
And it ain’t you!
I can’t speak on the subject
Being from another planet and all
But if I had my choice
I would pick the girl behind door #3
Categories:
fruited, beauty, crazy, fun, magic, mystery, nature, wisdom,
Form:
Didactic
Evolve my glory
Golden from beginning dust
Grand fusion of love
I want to tell tales
In wet corridors of flesh
Mining for the yolk
First breakfast suckled
There after the spasm of joy
You think you know me
I outswam them all
Seven seas on stairs of love
The first wet greeting
Delicious embrace
In the golden center cracked
Shell brittle like dream
Embrace me, wet child
Gorged upon the fruited breast
Gleaming glee of flesh.
Categories:
fruited, on writing and words,
Form:
Senryu
The Moon is full and bright.
It's white.
But I know...
it's black;
or, anyway, grey.
And swaddled in the airless
Really Black.
(like me.)
The sun is yellow,
the Sky blue.
But the sun's always
seemed white to me.
The anodyne Sky - so less
blue
than one who is blue
down deep, so blue.
And when the Sky
seems fruited with
color, I know it's stolen
hues. Or, leastways,
borrowed dyes when
daylight daily dies.
Categories:
fruited, color, depression, moon, sky,
Form:
Free verse
To the North, To the South
To the Left, To the Right
Only God Exists
His breath enters every portal
of being
I close my eyes in dark, starless realms
He glides within
Endless Sun of dreams
illumine the path, veins, arteries
radiating from my heart
Connect us to a higher Highway
above the fruited plain
swirling red dust of our
bones, teeth, marrow
barren desert mirages
God, Beloved Self
the wandering is over
take us home forever
Categories:
fruited, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Instead of amber waves of grain
We witness somber waves of pain
Our beautiful for spacious skies
Are filled with angry, hurtful cries
While purple mountain majesties
Look down on civil travesty
No brotherhood from sea to sea
When hate still shines on you, on me
Can this America sustain
While blood now seeds the fruited plain
Can we not overcome this shame
When we are clearly all the same
Categories:
fruited, anger, conflict, grief, pain, peace, sad, violence,
Form:
Rhyme
Quote By Poet "Are you drowning in a pool of letters?
Keep swimming and the words will come."
Words can be happy or sad
made from letters a poet will add.
A writer may use a large notepad,
writing ideas that make them glad.
A poet may want to sit by a pretty lily pad,
then write about their mom and dad.
As they write the letters and words will come,
maybe from the beating of the steel drum.
Can you hear the great hum,
while chewing fruited gum.
Categories:
fruited, humor, image, poems, poets, words, write, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
HAILING MARY
(A Haiku Quintet)
Gardening Mary...
Her fruit of love blossoming...
The Christ child is born...
Her Rose of Love, born:
Crucified stem…petals of resurrection;
Gracefully scenting:-
Gardener’s womb flows…
Her ripe fruit of love is here…
Let’s cistern it’s fruit…
It is harvest time!
The son of God has arrived;
Mary’s star shining…
Hale Mother Mary!
Fruited womb releasing grace—
Glory be to Christ!
Categories:
fruited, allegory, christmas, extended metaphor, hyperbole, imagery, joy,
Form:
Haiku
Unbound universe shimmering
Fiery orb of heat and light
This earthly ball's rotation
Oceans crashing shoreward
Majestic mountains rising
Mighty rivers rolling
Fruited plains abound
From molecules, the gift of life explodes
Fragile, persistent, prolific
The genomes exactly followed
With existence comes awareness
Then a searching for its meaning
An epiphany, realization
Praising, thanking, loving
Creator and created
Magnificent Glory found
Categories:
fruited, celebration, inspiration, religious, spiritual, thanksgiving, uplifting, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
The ethereal lantern carries a flame
lit by the soul
that shines a glorious glow of spirituality
upon our lifeforce
with visions of serene beauty
painted from the palette of unknown color
whose stream of luminosity guides us
on the lighted path
beyond the invisible realm
to be a harvester of honey-scented essence
plucked from the fruited tree of life
whose roots radiate deep within
where it seeks to find paradise
an endless fountain of understanding
Categories:
fruited, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
There upon the ground discarded
where fruited blessings were ill guarded
lay the efforts of my spring toil
the perspired digging and setting seed in soil
Peaches and tomatoes once large and green
are cast upon the earthly tumultous scene
and now squash and peppers lay
torn down, half eaten castaways.
Scouring the landscape garnished
I questioned what happened to my harvest?
There way in the back beneath the shed
the tell tale signs of the groundhog now well fed.
Categories:
fruited, animal, garden,
Form:
Rhyme