Short Gravely Poems

Short Gravely Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gravely by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gravely by length and keyword.


Premium Member snow remnant

Sliver of snow remains
No longer pristine or pretty
Gray and gravely, gray-scale ugly
Dog rolls in it, loving the cold wetness


A Gravely Serious Matter

Here lies what's left of Knobby Clark;
he didn't hear them shouting, 'Shark!'

written 13th September for Jesse's epitaph contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Epitaph

A Dismal Diagnosis

Irrational views of all virulent kinds
Are among the slow-witted expected,
But often they mark more intelligent minds,
Making these the more gravely infected.
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.

Distraction

Such an irritating act
When you're are gravely focused
And your brain in a snap
Comes up with a flash
of Johnny Depp
on the red carpet
smoking an e-cigarette!
Now, just WTH is that?
Form:

Involuntary Release

Unfortunate accidents.
Lucky incidents!
Slipping, tripping, when all that's held
Gravely tense bursts out.

Sprinting down what, long presumed
Of joys,  unresumed
A laughing child's giggly mess
Was so blown about.
joy
Form: Rhyme


Fat

like feeling
the fall when
approaching
the edge of
the world

yet wait why 
would my 
own weight
pull me down

thinking i've
always been
an outlaw
but this

will be
gravely
breaking
the law of

gravity
Form:

Premium Member Where the Hell Is Spring

Happy old Jackeroonie ain't so happy lately The weather's a bummer, his psyche's suffering greatly It's the same old thing Where the hell is spring Must hide all the knives for fear of events quite gravely
Form: Limerick

Hard-Headed Heart

The heart has this hard-headed habit
of hoping against the dimmest hope,
of hearing but not heeding 
the head.


Though routinely it gets gravely hurt,
it is healed by time, enabled to cope,
unafraid once again to get 
wounded!

Possum

When the possum met with our tire tread
He lay still and we thought he was dead
So we scooped him right up
In a pot for our sup
Let’s just say we were gravely misled







12.13.18
For make me LOL contest
Sponsor - Nina Parmenter
© Mark Elam  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Jack Reacher the Movie

He watched the show, sitting on the bleachers,
that author Lee Child,
as his creation, the great Jack Reacher,
became five foot seven, meek and mild.



NOTE: I'm sure I'm not the only one who was gravely disappointed at Tom Cruise playing Jack Reacher. *sigh*
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Solace Behind a Tree

After guzzlin' beer Gus needed to pee.

  He sought solace behind a nearby tree.

     Before the judge he was fined,

        To which Gus gravely opined:

            "Where e'er you be let yer water flow free!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Graves

Graves for mariners,
leaning towards the sea,
a lot lop-sided
as if seasick

Gravely now,
we went towards the graves,
the sea churning,
then marinating green

--------------------------------

6/22/2015

Contest  -  Any Old Poem #7

Sponsor  - SKAT A 

1st place win
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
sea
Form: Burlesque

Premium Member Contrition

We need sorrow for our sins
Means turning away from evil and turning to Eternal God
Sins may be mortal or venial sins
Mortal is gravely sins
Venial is daily that pertain 7 Deadly Sins
Perfect Contrition arises from the love of Eternal God
This loving sorrow remits venial sin or mortal sins

04052014
Form:

Premium Member Relief Behind a Tree

After guzzlin' beer Gus needed to pee

   He sought relief behind a nearby tree

      Before the judge he was fined

        To which Gus gravely opined:

            "Where e'er you be let yer water flow free!"

Entry for Andrea Dietrich's "A Limerick, Old Or New" Contest

Placed No. 4 in the contest
Form: Limerick

Walkers Bags of Taste 1

Walkers crisps should be forced to comply
With trade description legislation
And stop disappointing their customers
With their artificial flavourization

When purchasing a bag of Walkers crisps
The refined palate of an epicurean
Would be gravely disappointed if they did not
Taste of Rambler, Hiker or Pedestrian
Form:

Premium Member One For Sorrow

bald eagle circling bare fields

cropped grain in sharp focus -

hare fair game for nature’s call


waterfall refusing to rise above

climatic change to see for all -

central vision gravely impaired


cataracts speeding up shadows

snow fall veils scarred curtains-

crow cautiously picks bull’s eye


05th February 2020

Love: the Deathly and Delicate

Like the sight of Dandelions at an open venerate sepulcher.
Of the ardent touch, precipitously hailing two other's semblances to erudite tacit merit.
Voracious of the petal's vocation.
Voracious of the petal, so insatiably, so securely vulnerable, does she... does she not...
Delicate, denoted as such an inane, yet so gravely a significant.
© Me Me  Create an image from this poem.

Mystery of Love

Firecrackers bursting tare, 
New years, new tear... 

Burst the durst,
Accurst in an outburst, 

Rainfalls witnessing the tough times,
Outfalls are the rough mistimes... 

A go to his ego,
Forego the flamingo, 

Bye to a lovely lover, my heart...
Eyes are gravely over, my harte... 

Broom, a bloom in his room,
Groom, a doom in his darkroom...
Form: Couplet

Letters To My Friends

this hell 
they say – ‘tis real
yea! in the best of its crude
real-ity!
when all the moons
in all the nights
past me like an hermit
… the nights were un-starry
& days mourn’d at best
whilst death-wishing eloquence
danced the dizzy hours
& their loathesome moons
a countryside lied
in a gravely cave
& forlorn mounts & hills
mixt with their dead
almost my … self!
© Canny Amah  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Elegy

Premium Member The Keepsake Supper

I sit at my family’s empty table
Life’s feast is almost gravely gone
I am the final guest left in this familial fable
All within my bloodline have somehow succumbed
I recall the time of the sweet, sour, bitter and salty with zeal
Each gathering shared with love for each other at every meal


November 13, 2022
Bitesize Poem Number 55
Sponsored by:  Line Gauthier
Form: Rhyme

Rainy Twilight

Drowsy car rides no destination
Blaring music lack determination 
The glowing lights passing by
Miles and miles as we drive

Wrapped in blankets with soft hums
Jaws popping while chewing gum
Lazy Monday whiles it's rainy
Our smiles are forever gravely

And soon the moon rises high
Blocked by grays in the sky
And as we pass route 64
I want to stay here forever more
© Sam Tab  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member d e f g h i j k

deliciously dignified distinguished dignitary
enthusiastically elevated Edward Canary
ferocious foxiness flummoxing a field faerie
gravely grandiose grappling gripping Greg and Gary
high-spirited high-brow handling of Helen and Harry
infamous idealism inspiring Inez, indignant and airy
juxtaposition juggling jumble tumble of Tom and Jerry
killing kind thoughts once held by crazy Kerry
Form: ABC

Premium Member Dogwood

Born of ignorant sod
King of kings, son of God
Halo crown of thorn
Pivotal pinnacles adorn

Crucifix dogwood tree
Suffer so dire malady
Forge rugged cross
Convey sanctioned loss

Purest blossoms white
Pristine petals alight
Tips in sanguine red
Pierced divine bloodshed

Father's grief enlisted
Boughs gravely twisted
Ne'er again use malice
Hardwood most callous


3/14/2022
Form: Rhyme

Less Than Human

You seek us out and then you destroy our lives
You come into our homes and fill our hearts with lies
For you know the condemnation we so gravely fear
but you carry on striking us until our blood releases tears

Abominations we are called and to your power we must yelled
Forced to marry the opposite S e x to prove that we are healed

why.....well because in your eyes we are less than human
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ma, Pet Assassin

Chubs is gravely flat.
We remove our hats.
Her wheel deflated him—
Chubs, my cuddly cat.

Flounder is lying flat,
ambling on his back.
Her croutons choked him—
Flounder, my friendly catfish.

Gopher is resting back-flat,
striking position for naps.
Her diabolical chocolate gateau
snuffed him out almost.

Gopher rose once again,
my mangy mutt, back-to-life. 
Ma decried; she'd die
in a reindeer stampede

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