Short Incursion Poems
Short Incursion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Incursion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Incursion by length and keyword.
In the name of 'equity' and 'inclusion'
Female athletes suffer Biden's incursion
Backing transgender males in their competitions
~ destroying female athletes' ambitions
my cat meowing
birds outside had been viewing
always id doing
each eye would invade
watching a passing parade
in dark shade they laid
was an incursion
did result in dispersion
price needs inversion
Train passes by no common world incursion
It’s closed space with internal lumination
The passengers in drowsy introversion
Each a universe of personal fixation
Taken from: ‘Advent Morning Star’
21 December 2019
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Incursion,moribundant
Iniquity,a malediction
Too late for reflection
No use for apologies
The harm has been done
Animus emotions
No war is ever won
Abjective adversity
Asperity of atrophy
Aberration then infamy
A molevolent society
A dictators sick dream
Future state,our reality!!!
Big McPherson chased a dragon in a distant country fair
He chased and chased for thirty days and reached the dragon's golden lair
Dragon’s wife spitfire Triga gave Big a big hug
Skewered him for barbecue with a seagreen slug
Silly McPherson in bad incursion lost his life's fair share
Demons of the sky.
The crow for one,
Pigeon, petrel, thrush
Included in the list.
Pesky, reviled, disliked
Demons of the sky.
Should they go extinct
Surely they’d be missed.
Superior skills
Perfected to survive.
Demons of the sky
Not to be dismissed.
Their pompous presence
Resilient to incursion.
Stubbornly they exist.
Demons of the sky.
Should early morning sunrise skip
A day or two and nighttime stars
All disappear from view, would you
Be there to hold my quaking hand?
When cherubic celestial wings
Begin their white, feathery molt
And fall to earth as virgin snow
Will you be down below with me
To warm and tender through the storm?
If all laughter turned to sadness
And music sounds on Mans deaf ears
Will we ever hear our laughter
Once the teary, tidal waves’
Incursion floods our precious shore?