Short Infrared Poems

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


Premium Member Born on Cygnus III

I was born on Cygnus III,
and have a special eye to see,
on my very special head,  
beyond ultraviolet and infrared,
and into infinity.
Form: Rhyme


The Hair

The young boy cried out oh why
Is my hair as blue as the sky
He put hair rinse on his head
The color turned infrared
An all he could do is cry
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Universal Haiku

patterns of matter -
galactic filaments play
follow the leader

gravity's dark wells -
black holes, leaking infrared,
can't keep a secret

"play it again Sam -"
starry exodus gains speed
cosmos self-defined

Brian Johnston
March 27, 2017
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Reducing Knowledge

Insisting one might was well be dead
Feasting upon dark emotional words
This is how the young have been led
Magnetic this compass for the birds
Signal sent be that of infrared 
Drawing them all in by the herds
This be part of their pseudoscience 
By misusing the cognitive science

The Infrared


"The Infrared" 

Rainbow holds the white like ultra violet speaks white’s dark mind; 
synaesthesia soothes the silence, the infrared shows its fairer self, in time.

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022) 


“Dance Dance” by Thomas Blanchard
https://youtu.be/V42QNlefvjE


I Tumble In the Waves

there's something inside
the infrared rise of sun
across the span of ocean
that stirs within

outbursts of mind
lash against the sands
of time that swallowed you
in the tides of yesteryear
leaving me to wander alone
across the shores of life
unguarded from storms

i still taste the salty spray
in your absence, enraged
i walk alone

Premium Member Circles of Thought

Within the vortex of your mind
 There dwells a psychedelic thought
 No need to trip on LSD
 You're getting high from neurons sought

 Concentric circles out of control
 A neural tornado swirling round
 Moving at the speed of light
 Losing gravity in its flight

 There's a beam of light at the end
 Connected by infinity's thread
 Your psychedelic thought begins to spin
 You're thinking now in infrared!
                          ~~
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

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