Short Gravities Poems
Short Gravities Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gravities by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gravities by length and keyword.
Nature’s works enwombed
gravities' umbilical;
Hold me mother earth
universe sings cradle song,
solar winds whisper… hurry
Stones standing stones
Arranged in rows or circles
They tell a tale of ending
And eternal turning
To the burning
Gravities
They hold
And
Are
Form:
The water is breathing
In it recedes
Out it proceeds
On with its mission
Flowing with gravities orders
Reflecting the barren trees
Shimmering with the breeze
The water speaks to me
Past the crossroads the road dives down
Full throttle impetus now a projection through space
Past the White Chapel a hundred and twenty miles an hour
Wheels skimming dancing barely touching the ground
Skill and nerve enhanced with gravities pull
This a test of a man to do his best
Dedicated to all the riders competing this week in the Isle of Man TT races.
Form:
The librarian walked a dusty road.
Heading for the rodeo.
Her glasses on
The tip of her nose
And her hair curled in a bun.
She finally took a seat,
Barely taking the heat.
But in the mix
Of all these things
She was called out to the ring.
She climbed up on
The electronic bull
Hoping she could bare
Gravities great pull.
The bull tossed her,
And slung her to the dirt.
And forced the librarian
Back to her books.
From gravities greed, I scream
From rivers of reality, I fly!
The city is in flux
The day dies at horizon's edge!
All I see is creation n gravities seams
The birth of a neutron star.
The smoldering ash of a cigar
Dreamscapes and moonquakes!
From reality, I run; gravity needs
In rivers, I drift as the city is in flames.
A day flies as time is nigh
I flick away these burning ashes, high!
Away from gravities, greed
I scream!
Images of broken lights that dance before my jagged tears,
Inspecting me and sending me to Jupiter and Mars,
High above the heady halls of home and heartless heresies,
We dream the dreams of galaxies and saturate the stars.
Through the Milky Way of space we travel at a snail's pace,
To reach the keeper and the face of our tranquility,
Youth are growing fantasies of life without the gravities,
And fears of those uncertainties of love and family.