Short Gregorian Poems
Short Gregorian Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Gregorian by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Gregorian by length and keyword.
The tourists have departed
The sun is almost down
Gregorian chants are flowing
It’s peaceful all around
On Montserrat.
Categories:
gregorian, places,
Form:
Free verse
all calendars types
based on Moon, Sun, and some stars
see for example
Julian and Hebrew
Gregorian Hegira
Mayan Indian
Categories:
gregorian, day, night, time,
Form:
Senryu
Mozart composed the Jazz of his day,
Bach could Rock in the same way,
Music is music,
Melodies mimic,
Young tunes turn classical fogies’ heads gray.
Categories:
gregorian, age, humorous, music,
Form:
Limerick
oh, what pink ash rose
that burst open wide
what balanced the
sacred blue sky
thus
be gentle soon
until
the kind and gentle bloom
when we hear the
Gregorian Chant of the
pink ash rose
while
it blooms
Categories:
gregorian, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
(to be sung as if a
Gregorian chant)
don't misconstrue
i'm always missing
you but i'm confused
as to what to do other
then to have faith that
fate will find a lasting
path that not needing
to even be straight or
narrow takes me to you
benedicat me in via mea
awwwwwwwwwwwmen
Categories:
gregorian, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
........ * * .........
church pews kneeling on soft light
canticles unleash delight
voices climbing heaven’s flight…
pure Gregorian night!
©dodoitsu-and-rhyme-in- one
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* for Brian Strand's A Poem You Like...max 7 Lines
by: nette onclaud
Categories:
gregorian, inspirational, love,
Form:
Dodoitsu
The philosopher had thought it through.
The physicist discovered it anew.
And the poet always knew
That time is relative.
If so, why…why do we all seek to measure
The millennia and the yugas
With the same empirical clock,
As in a rat race,
And a similar calendar,
Julian, Gregorian, Vikrami or whatever,
Blissfully unaware
That it may be a great blunder?!
— R. V., Ram
Categories:
gregorian, philosophy,
Form:
Lyric
Nobody tells you
Life is a joke
Sitting in somber pews
Re(hearsing) gregorian chants
Then back to in-family dance
One day off to school
We learn how the world is ruled
Dont step out of line
Get it on budget, in time
Why so serious face?
Has science figured it out?
Chromosomes in the dark
Aliens and DNA
The myths we tell ourselves
Right from the start
Always forgetting
Life is a joke
We are playing on ourselves
Categories:
gregorian, adventure, faith, funny,
Form:
Free verse
It was a somber cloudy day, sadness weighed heavy on us all. The family gathered to pay final respects. Gregorian chant filled the air as we looked up to heaven. We were burying a good man. He had been a role model, a loving husband and a caring father.
the finality
painfully sinking in
goodbyes surreal
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on May 26, 2025 for CEMETERY contest sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 2ND
Categories:
gregorian, death, goodbye, grief, loss,
Form:
Haibun
The calendar foretells summer
but the trees, fauna and I know
that Autumn is now upon us
in spite of the Gregorian.
Deciduous trees are shedding
their kaleidoscopic, colored
dead on the earthen ground below;
and decaying scents fill the air,
nostrils, the mind with reverie
of indelible yesteryears.
Squirrels burying recent finds,
cheerleading and football practice
Unmistakable, autumnal,
recurring signs of its presence.
Categories:
gregorian, nature, autumn,
Form:
Verse
the eloquence of -
the song of the syllable
the tone, like solemn Gregorian chant,
tympanically resonant to hear
beautiful as deep-red Tiffany glass
stoned echo of Morpheus
a Morpheme of the god of dreams
the language is a beautiful thing
to hear - enunciated, emancipated,
softly muscular moves,
especially whispered into ear
© Goode Guy 2013-02-04
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/lingual
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morpheus_(mythology)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morpheme
Categories:
gregorian, beauty, music, mystery, people, uplifting, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
I finally found my peace,
Within these cold stone walls,
I'm Humbled on my knees,
As every echo calls...
This accidental priest,
By some glorious chance,
In a servants fleece,
And crucifix in hand...
Bathing in a light,
That's naked to the eye,
But as its blinding me,
It's warming me inside...
Which leaves me falling deep,
As the choir stands,
Letting me be free,
In gregorian chant...
I finally found the peace,
That lives within my soul,
And now I'll never be,
Afraid of letting go...
Categories:
gregorian, computer-internet, faith, me, me,
Form:
Light Verse
Lying in a verdant spring field,
scents of fruit and roses permeate the air;
thoughts of you are never far.
They caress like the sun's warm rays,
bringing a suffusion of joy to my heart.
The hum of occasional automobiles
blend with the drone of honey bees
lulling my senses like a Gregorian chant
in an Austrian monastery.
You and nature have become
my tenants of religion,
calming my restless spirit;
soothing my soul,
until I am a placid lake
soaking in all that is you.
Categories:
gregorian, dedication, romantic, spring,
Form:
Lyric