Short Icelandic Poems

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


Premium Member Northern Lights

white icelandic snow
beneath natural light show ~
emerald green shroud


Written 26 January 2020


For contest Nature themed haiku with color
Form: Haiku


Premium Member An Icelandic Delicacy

Is that really what Icelandic people eat? What you have there is aged shark meat. It does not look or smell very good to me. People in this country consider it a delicacy? Just give me two slices of bread with peanut butter and jelly.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Moon Goddess of Aurora Borealis

Moon goddess of Aurora Borealis
Tidal pull consternates the gods
Mercury in retrograde spins the planet
Celestial passions on parade
Cosmic energy hovers over the mountains
Mystical meanderings make melodic music
Moon goddess oversees Icelandic influences
All is right in the Nordic world tonight

Premium Member The Icelandic Phallological Museum- Bawdy Limerick For Tom

In Iceland there’s a Willy museum It’s not huge like an old Colosseum Filled with all types of willies It would give me the sillies But people pay lots of Kroner to see um! Inspired by a comment Tom Cunnigham made on my Aurora Borealis poem The museum has many exhibits of the genitals of animals! 1/8/20
Form: Limerick

Premium Member NORTHERN BOREALIS

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Aurora swirls over icy earth where her breath casts colors through cold midnight air. Her gown shimmers a shifting spectral light, silent and bright through cold Icelandic night. Frozen fjords, her audience below, mirror her brilliance in shimmering glow. Jagged peaks stand witness to fleeting art~ a masterpiece shaped with God’s heart.


Asia Is Larger Than a Novel 2

To live is to forgive,
To the girl who wears makeup over her vacuum cleaner,
To the shy writer who won the Nobel Prize,
To the growing silence of Icelandic whales and sperm whales,

To live is to forgive, Joseph Kessel, Beatrice,	
To the panther-sized dancer,
Who leaves you on Valentine’s Day,
For touching you that you are not the center of the world,
Like Joseph Kessel, nor Edgar Allan Poe or Baudelaire.

To live is to forgive.
Asia is larger than a novel by Joseph Kessel.

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