Short Labels Poems

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


Have any of you seen the YouTube clip where you can darken labels on Amazon packages with a lighter


….
Not of importance
But Amazon now have a new department
dealing with customers who set fire to their own packages


Crippled Mind

Labels,
  crutch for the unenlightened

Support system,
  for the crippled mind

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

White Roses

I wish to be pure
Like these roses,my words sent
Innocent labels.
Let your whiteness be my bed
My reverence clean and cured.
Form: Tanka

I'D Pay To See That

I 
would
love to see
a tv programme
that explains all of the 
reasons why we need those
‘External Use Only’ warning labels.
Form: Shape

Verbal Flames

all those labels 
stay in stables
for  names
bring flames
say something nice
without a price
for angry words
bring deadly swords
Form: Couplet


The Labels

whore
b***h

are these all the names your going to call me?

fake
c**t

but wait, theres more.

trash
s***k

oh the list could go on and on.

Premium Member her sense of selfness

some tried to put her into boxes
wanted to hang labels on her
she punched her way out
kicking and shrieking her truth
we marveled at her sense of self

Premium Member neurons at night

Brains beam back connections as dreams
While sorting much data in streams
But these mind fables
Come with graphic labels
Like symbols in Microsoft Teams
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Bloody Mary's Black Labels

goth on the rocks

                              around the watering hole

                                 the black sheep flock






7/10/2019
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Zen mode

we are astonished 
at use of labels
assigned to domains
imaginary yet sought after
by fickle desire
of deluded hearts

nonchalance yawns
and moves on

Premium Member Rock and Roller

Satisfied to live with memories
Along the highway of vinyl,
Where old labels are still shining
Unlike me, long after their demise.

 © Harry J Horsman 2020

Premium Member Where lies fulcrum of love

Fontanel glistens
but then mind assigns meanings,
to effervescence of love.

When there’s no one here,
who then wishes to assign
labels to God’s outpouring?
Form: Sedoka

Premium Member Labels and labeled and Moonlight

Appearance

is a label~

nothing is a label

appearing

as a label and

what is labeled~

and as this story

hung up on

labeling~~

liquid moonlight~~

Premium Member tight-all

age labels
young/old
as
body/mind
in between

what's

within or without
perspectives seen be
of
one's phenomenology
of disciplinary criticism 


len
© Sand Blown  Create an image from this poem.

May I

I just want to write. No labels...no titles. May I scribble my thoughts down? I may not remember them later. My mind wanders quickly. One rambling thought after another.
Form:

I Have Nothing On

I have nothing on
But truth
I don’t wear dishonesty
Your treacherous,
Name brand labels
Infect the body with
Falsities
I’m stripped of deceit
And naked with honesty
Form:

Brainy Brevity

So, brain injury,
A poem of brevity,
This is all I have to say.
We are all today,
Dain bramaged in some way,
Their labels are not you,
It could be them next too!    (29/12/2018)

Premium Member Disabled Labels

When buying milk and bread I almost dropped dead
Because when I looked at the labels they read
The bread may contain wheat
And topping that feat
Was that the milk may contain milk, so it said
Form: Limerick

Premium Member That which cannot be described

That
Which cannot be described
Seems often to be labeled
Nothing..
Everything..
Already this..
Unknowable..or
That
Which cannot be described..
All labels burning as
They are applied...??

Premium Member Case Picking

placards (order sheets)
opids (labels)
pens (writing instruments)

forklift
pallet 
zone (isle)

scan
lines
incentive

silk 
soy
plain

strawberry
peach
blueberry

yogurt
yogurt
yogurt

The Carafe

The carafe

Bought a bottle
Of red wine.
It looks at me
I look at it.
Furiously.
It is empty now
threw it in the bin.
Who wants to?
Look at an empty 
bottle
If you are not 
a collector of labels
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Blitz

Veracity Waits

Somewhere
between
the left
and the right

Truth
is in hiding
diffused
in the light

Somewhere
beyond
what labels
ordain

Veracity
waits
the future
— to claim

(Dreamsleep: August, 2026)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Zen Mode

Centred everywhere
As soma nectar drips
That that is instantaneous 
Is stretched in linear time
Becoming a bliss continuum
Rain dance for heart's delight

What matters thought labels now

17-October-2022

Premium Member The Blood of a Thousand Tomatoes

Slowly moving, so eloquently in black and white
Killing the verve; in the cool, still fall night
Unique with a foul stench 
No K-9 warning labels
Kindness requires; bathing you, in the blood of a thousand tomatoes
Form: Acrostic

Old Jars On Windowsill

Old jars on the windowsill,
collect the dust from arid days
when the sun beats down on them,
making labels fade away like
memories of long ago when hearts
were younger and the logos were
brighter and easier to read.

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