Short Inquest Poems

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

The Hound dissed the Princess,
With a dour scowl.
He hid his little mistress,
Quickly to be avowed.
The inquest was listless,
with nothing much found.
Now the Bonnie Prince,
will wear a Kings Crown.


H.Elless
Poet

© R J. Elless  

Dare I deign, or faintly feign
A focal point of interest?
Imbibe, implore- inquest for more
When you tell the world your business?
Why not try and leave a crumb
For Imagination's sake?
All the drivel leaves me numb
In Information's Wake...

© Just That Archaic Poet  

Nestlings

I write best
Close to the vest
I attest
It’s what I know 
Best

In my nest
It’s what I 
Behest 
I write best
Close to the vest

Be my guest 
I’ll unload 
My chest
Be just like
An inner inquest 

I write best
Close to the vest
Just sit tight
I’ll feed ya
The rest

Bill MacEachern
03/24/23

© Bill Maceachern  

I want to be where
fissures meet
and sentences are passed,
Every step before
arouses immeasurable inquest.
This phase encounters
a dull moment
and deems it appeasing,
To warm its charm
will not in time return its best.
I asked a vow to
faintly deliver ours
if none in time actually prevail,
It may do
unless ours expressly fails.

© Lebo Bopalamo  

Rendered seed concealed in Love's nest
Tendered sapling fondling mother's breast
Adolescent twig fluttering with pubescent zest
Immature leaves on mating quest
Maturing frond passing coupling test
Cherished branches sprout; hearth's bough dressed
In due time, seasoned fruit; perpetuity's crest
Stale, desiccate limbs; vitality's inquest

© Stephen Parker  

Eternal journey ~ looking back
into that spirit's grace, to counteract
the loss of space ~ my self's contract
was trusting, that confirmed exact.

A yes, a no ~ a nod, a fact
how loose the tongue, how tall the stack
of promises, un lived enact~
A spiritual inquest, mine to track.

This forecast's rendering, solicit's lack ~
Man takes you at your word, then empties that!

© Paula Larson  

All hallows eve night
Just one scary night in fall
Bats bit my isthmus

I changed my figure
Wearing black cape with shadows
Two fangs from my jowls

This tale of that night
Secures Halloweens darkness
My solemn visit

Poetry soups stay
Only at night I sojourn
Seeking blood delight

This Halloween time
I seek more than blood request
Poetry inquest

To live once again
In daylight and be set free
Normal mortal me

© Cecil Hickman  

“What do you see?”
A simple inquiry 
requiring 
            A not so simple response

For I do not see
With my eyes alone
They are but a portal
To the insanity
Of a mind’s interpretation
A wilting flower
Lying beside a sleeping kitten

Perhaps a subtler inquest
“what does a painting stir in you?”
And “why”…”How”
Does a wilting flower
Lying beside a sleeping kitten
Reach through crusted paint
To hold you spellbound

© John Lawless  

The wind whispers against the craggy rock.
Its warm breath holding on, precipice-pressed.
Heart-pounding mountains echoing the mock.
Plummeting eagle in plumes of inquest.

Goliath shoulders boost my eyes upward.
I do not recall scaling down the rock.
A wild ride; ‘somehow, this view left me floored.’
Frozen skyward, where wind tells secrets, shocks.

I cling to wet rocks, as my apogee.
Wind wraps ‘round whitecaps - life’s no guarantee.

© Kim Rodrigues  

Fade in the rain
Leach out false gain


Fate by the gate
Can feel too late


Time fades away
Gone in a day


Seek to know how
Time ends right now


Play and ploy crash
To ink inquest


If you must fade
Mull a good trade


Nothing much here
To cast good cheer


Ample the flash
In dying dash


No much more then
Not even when


Stick to your guns
Stretch a good run


Defy the strains
That fashion pain



Leon a Enriquez
16 September 2018
Singapore

© Leon Enriquez