Short Intrusion Poems
Short Intrusion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Intrusion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Intrusion by length and keyword.
Owl Talk
Miracle Man
8/11/2024
Inside the forest,
disturbed by my intrusion,
this owl gave a hoot.
Call
to me
from stillborn silence
insistent intrusion
upon my sanctuary of
absent black
sensory void
of
hateful
peace
So
How long
Have I
Been
Here
In dreams
And visions
Is this the land
Of mild delusion
Grandeous desires
Nare an intrusion
A film I've long wished to see
showed peps a way out of sight.
Watching alone set me free.
Scouts with cookies knocked my night.
The solution to any intrusion of mind contrasting, mind pollution
Accept support from fellow beings, is the perfect start toward a remedies conclusion.
Matted, framed, feathered and tarred
On display, I am permanently scarred.
No misunderstanding or optical illusion
My gallery heart begs for love’s intrusion.
I have tried
In all my tip toes
And slaughter gangs
Of my previous presence
To saunter the solemn strings
Of sincerity; without, of course,
The intrusion of my tongue.
August 26, 2015
Not Only Was He
Not Only Was He an optical illusion
On our whole life was an intrusion
We wish he had never been here
One day would completely disappear
Into the form of a distant delusion.
Jim Horn
Could this infused intrusion
Just be an Optical Illusion?
What goes up must come down.
The people are dragged all around.
What would the Bible say;
Take the time ; Search today!
McCuen 2008
TOMMYROT
Flabbergasted – a swimming head
A cold intrusion
A sullen bed.
Cantankerousness
Apt delusion
Inept in death
Dyspeptic relation
Cryptic tree
Unjust incarceration
Liberate me.
Still believe blankets are an impenetrable protection
And help guard against scary monsters intrusion
Each night they visit
An image so vivid
As long as we're covered, they remain just an illusion
Does your writing leave room
for intrusion
With spaces for listeners
to crawl in
Are your words like a sponge
that the reader can drain
Your verses to flow through
them again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Does your writing leave room
for intrusion
With spaces for listeners
to crawl in
Are your words like a sponge
that the reader can drain
Your verses to flow through
them again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
The Makara breeze makers
Turn slowly under the clouds
Clockwise
As if forming a connection
Between time
And airflow
Their one legged man made intrusion
On the spectacular landscape
Three armed trinity
Man uses nature in the quest for power
I called it love
you called it convience
I called it affection
you called it an intrusion
I called it heaven on earth
you called it a sports car
I called it romance
you called it boredom
I called it friendship
you never bothered to call back
One of two, not yet perfect
Angry for the intrusion
Envious of your insight
Never will see it again
I think you're brilliant
I finally did
I already knew
Afraid of the point of view
Wondered when you would make mine
I've seen what you've done
I saw a bee
I saw a bird
I saw a butterfly.
Each flew across the garden
Silent, harmless, good and clean
But far above a plane flew higher
Far from silent
Far from clean
Ruthless mankind’s smart intrusion
On God’s good and perfect scene.
You are the light
Pollution
Of my life
You are sound
Intrusion
13/06/18
I dreamt of you
And a thousand thoughts
Came searing
It's been some time
But this madness persists
And it's jarring
A one-sided delusion
With pangs of pain
At your intrusion
Too tempted to regret
Yet with all my strength
I would rather forget
abrupt intrusion....
tiny leak in umbrella
christens a lover's kiss
raindrops tittering
in sync with coupled laughter...
springtime happy dance
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For PD's contest: Kissing in the Rain
picture #7...#1
Love as clouds.... creates emotional confusion
Love as doubts .... spins fear's illusion
Love as exploited .... aids evil's intrusion
Love as steadfast .... endures any emotion
Love as sincere .... befits hearts intentions
Love as unselfish .... reaps divine conclusion
While a lattice of gold asters sheds its dangled petals,
I cringe against the intrusion from rainfall's unforgiving wind.
Through night's hush, moist blooms graze my arms scenting my quietude.
...............
Andrea Dietrich’s Glorious Sijo Fields
Visual No.5
"Gosh!,by heaven who is this again?"
He flew holding unto the wall as it's aid.
It leaped higher,when the light i on again.
He retrieved as the shadow fled.
My fist strucked the wall,
To have it on the tile fall.
But the more i hunt it,
The cockroach escapes it.
18:01:30:22:53
Peace, an illusion.
A mass delusion,
A cone of confusion,
Has made an intrusion.
It is my conclusion
Excessive inclusion
With Satan’s collusion
Has led to occlusion.
We need a transfusion
Or perhaps perfusion
And quiet seclusion,
Not nuclear fusion.
Maranatha.
Give me a place to hideaway
A place up high where I can see
Everything that’s haunting me
A place that’s safe where thoughts make way
Give me a place to hideaway
A deliverance from constant thrust
From life’s intrusion
A place to trust