Short Iterations Poems

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


Premium Member waves

waves crash on the rocks
repeating their splash and spray
each in its own way

life runs in cycles
unending iterations
details change each time
can we shape the ocean tide
or just watch and take the ride
Form: Other


Premium Member Noticing stuff in Chaos

Not-knowing

As chaos

(As everything

At once)

Inexplicably appearing

As forms..iterations..

(Arising in a brain

If it is a helpful

Side-story)..just

Noticing stuff

In chaos..

A dream of

Not-knowing...

Liberation

Do not take my words
that embraced me late in my life
for now I feel deaf
without the sound
of the rhymes or iterations
and dead if I cannot
liberate myself by them
in non-sensicals or metaphors.
Let me scribble to hearts content.
My freedom lies in these little evasions.
© Ravi Kiran  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Seed Hopper

Infallible one born among the weeds He heeds the call arrested Some declare another one the clarion Yet one within attests to truth forever Time for tares to dominate a conversation Truth the test evades the seed hopper Time the tool for cultivating iterations Long in passing, short in eternity

Premium Member Imagination Illumed

reverberations
      in unusual forms
      impressions exhibited
of glass wire
         steel lead wood
         &bread
looking to sea
by a main road
upon a plinth
or mountainside
within a cathdral
                        beside
     transparent
     immersive
     or in solid grids
tactile
       stimulating
           to the touch

imagination illumed
            by the one off
abstractions
            figurations
            in iterations
Form: Ekphrasis


Mirage

It is a
mirage.
Spun up
in a place
unknown.
Everything 
seen an
illusion.
Ghosts,
vapors whiffing 
in an out
of existence.
Ghosts 
in the 
machine.
Infinite 
iterations running
simultaneously.
Universe one
of countless 
churning to
and end,
an unknowable 
end.
Universes 
populated.
Populated by
 unknowing.
Immersed in
something 
beyond
understanding.
Beyond reach.
Vapors, moving
in and 
out of illusions.
Forever.
Immortal 
they be!
© Jg Collins  Create an image from this poem.
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