Short Listless Poems
Short Listless Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Listless by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Listless by length and keyword.
Sere, listless blades of grass
Joys of summer wither
Daily paper's soaked with sweat
~ So hot your lips just quiver
Gray days
Listless
Depleted
Existence, oddly muted
Minutes drag on
Bears are smart to hibernate
Not much to chirp about
water
splashes
against my tired face
courses down
my front
then my
back
revives
listless feet
I emerge
greet
the world
in love again
when i see a ball
sitting listless on a lawn
should i be sad
that it was left there
alone
or happy that it was played with
yesterday?
I am torn and worn,
Cracks and crevices cloaked,
Courage wearing thin,
Hope, listless and frail,
Saddled with unwavering troubles,
In sequential order.
connective
lines
cross hatch
my
horizon:
nearby
a refrain
listless
nocturnes
of despair:
reminders
of
lost
expectations
Splintered hope shards,
despondently adrift in tear stream,
reflect the remnant rays of resurgence,
designs the last lattice of dream,
lacing the listless life.
Berry tree,
Caress me in your blissful thorns,
Life seems listless without your cheery-
Amber blossoms and-
Sugar encased fruit,
Ah! But to Adam, Eve was to perish.
listless
sluggish, jaded
lagging, snoozing, uncaring
exhaustion, sickness, fervor, zeal
observing, regarding, indulging
vigilant, studious
attentive
the wind chimes hang aimlessly
a rare event on a summer day in Kansas
they are usually whipping around
jingling a cheery tune
as if we are getting ready to be blown to Oz
If death was your lover,
Would you be tempted to kiss its lips?
Would you pursue its potent turmoil of bliss,
Pursue its kiss into its unknown,
Beating, listless,
Heart.
Soft rain
Leaves shake
Worry fades
but sleep escapes
thoughts prowl
Dream awake
her face only
my mind quakes
close my eyes
Toss and sigh
What night
reveals
the sun will hide
~ Posterity May Not Understand ~
Why I traipse five miles a day
to whittle time away
Idling in a safe daydream
gazing at a listless stream
Carol Brown..."Listless"
"the heart forgives...the mind will not forget"
but when the mind forgives,
it is the healing part of Karma, yet?
is this it's tune...of sour grapes regret...
Don
Alone
silent with no sound
lie objects quiet near
exposed beneath billowed clouds painted white
in skies of listless blue
where thoughts rumble loud but silent through
the morning dawn of afternoon.
Alone
silent with no sound
lie objects quiet near
exposed beneath billowed clouds painted white
in skies of listless blue
where thoughts rumble loud but silent through
the morning dawn of afternoon.
Israeli hostages and Gazans hollowed,
the dark cold cruelty of some in humankind.
Gray circles under frightened eyes,
bones protruding from fading frames.
Listless song of the starving,
grieving God. ~
Noxious nights are starless
Murky dismal days sleazy
To saunter with life listless
In mist of misery isn’t easy.
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January 22, 2022
Contest : Bite Size Poems No 33
Sponsored by : Line Gauthier
In summer, listless feel of sloth he gets,
stops the sluggish time, the clock hands he sets.
In hot kitchen he doesn’t go,
keeps whipped eggs on portico.
He snoozes in shade, sun cooks omelettes.
Listless as a slug, he
lowered his standards, as
lazy habits lingered.
Leaving a good job, his
life languished. With such a
lax demeanor, a whole
lot of time was wasted.
Written on 4/16/2017
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
In the twilight closing hour
walking listless the last mile,
see in the memory lane long
faded faces rise from dust pile.
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October 12, 2021
For Contest : Bite Size Poem No 37
Sponsor : Line Gauthier
My heart is empty without you
Your touch makes my every day
And fill my nights with love and
Blisses wishes and passionate
Kisses.
If it were not for that and listless
Lists and endless gifts i'd be just
Empty without you
night
sighs deep
shuffles listless feet
yawns and stretches
scratches an invisible itch
fumbles with some change
drops another shiny quarter
in tonight’s slotted half-moon
nods with sleepy approval
and drifts back
to sleep
that string
the one the nestlings thought a worm
blows listless on the wind
as clapboards rattle
on withered dreams
of forever
a silence calls
passing clouds
to mourn
a string
©11/7/2019
Last Years Nests Poetry Contest