Short Maps Poems

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


Premium Member Maps

Maps

Arise appearing

To make sense

Of the unknowable

Territory~

But the territory is

Totality including all

Maps~~


Road Maps

some or wide
some has to side
 the mind feed
its a deed
not get loss
or toss
in and about 
know the rout
have it in your lap
a
ROAD MAPS

Premium Member Let me introduce myself

I am a world traveller.
I am a reputable cartographer and explorer.
I grand-fathered Google Maps.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 3rd place 2025
Form: Other

Premium Member Night Maps

in daylight’s grace, a casteless sphere revolves
           poignant maps emerge at night
              the wealthy shine like stars

kimo (10-7-6) syllables
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Kimo

Premium Member Maps For Miss Sally

Life's never been better for Miss Sally
Got her copy of Rand-McNally
Geography teacher’s dream
Perfect fodder for a meme
Since new road maps are right up her alley.


March 16, 2021
Form: Limerick


Down Endless Maps

Silhouetted 
Houses trimmed 
in sapphire sky indigo   
Deep in midnight 
Diamonds strewn 
across heaven's vault 
Holes in regions 
Where star die afar
Space between and seen
Sacred secret streets 
Down endless maps

Premium Member Old Maps

Reality those waves defy,
asleep you can finally fly;
Sea is heated by a cold sky
sweet lullaby, sweet lullaby;

Feathers decorating whitecaps 
the fence holding you in snaps;
No need to hold onto old maps
bridges collapse, bridges collapse.
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Words and Maps

Sometimes

the non dual exposure

settles into fixities

with words holding

and detections of

slight separation

brings on the 

orthodoxy police~

That seems the

downside without

the "discovery" that

words do not map

the Territory~~

Dna Maps the Way

DNA maps the way,
there is a very vast 
difference in people;
from head to knees,
from nose to toes,
from eyes to thighs,
from arms to palms,
from ears to rears;
DNA maps the way,
it's relied on in Science,
pretty much,everyday! 

Copyright McCuen 2009
© Mc Mc  Create an image from this poem.

Maps

i've travelled
seen the that
and don't forget
anything

so TSA
with its 
extreme 
trying to

weed me out
i got to the check in
only to find that all
was sold out

(hesitate)

yet entering
our flood but 
yet exploring
the that that 

is our globe
Form:

Premium Member Rugged Maps

Topography- embrace its meaning
Open roadways- visually gleaning

State boundaries- further we'd proceed
Connect-the-dots- we'd follow their lead

Deepened creases- a wider landscape
Artful tearing- revived with clear tape

Thumbprint dirt stained- unplanned souvenirs
Revisited- discovered frontiers

3-10-2021
Form: List

Premium Member Star Maps of the Steppes

Listen to poem:
Drumming songs of the night fire tribe,
     Warrior dancing spirit parts,
          Tongues of the prairie songs stars guide,
Drumming songs of the night fire tribe,
               Deep shadows of the hawkeye charts,
          The wolf scent smokes of the peace pipe,
Drumming songs of the night fire tribe,
     Warrior dancing spirit parts.


Date: 08/25/2019
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Words and Maps

Word

Selection is 

Apparently the

Map of the 

World for the

Individual..

Separation's

Terms from

Struggles of

Daily survival..

Or more settled

Words of science

Religion or

Contemplation..

Searching for

The better word..

All are stories

Maps of separation

Things of beauty

And of horror..

May we speak of

Escape..??

Maps of Life

there are many maps of life both within and in the pages;  it is you that ultimate 
chooses the paths of the maps you take.  the maps are a guide to your future ; 
some retain old information held inside. others are newer fresher  ;sometimes 
just new to others like you.  our atlas  of home started the guidance; you have to 
chose which route to take.  i hope you find the best way; i hope you live by this
Form:

Maps

I’m staring at the bottom of another empty bottle,
What am I doing here?
I’m staring down another weekend of mediocrity,
Why am I not doing something?
All I’ve heard, all my life – a well of untapped potential,
Were they wrong, or am I?
I have a map, but no one can read it.
Hell, I can’t even decipher the picture.
I really doubt all the things I once put faith in,
Maybe there’s an answer out there,
I know this isn’t it.

Premium Member Maps

Curious cheer charms
Apt ample arms


Taste tensile tell
Writes work well


Bright blessings brief
Glimpse gentle grief


Sad story sells
Trite troubles tell


Motive mind maps
Taste toilsome trap


Watch wonder work
Juicy joy jerks


Note nature near
Face floating fear


Mingle mild mood
Gain gracious good


Live laughter loose
Nude naked noose




Leon Enriquez
07 August 2018
Singapore

Technology Blind

I realise just how old I am, when I don't even know how facebook works,
And I don't have any idea how someone twirks.

I read maps from an atlas book,
I don't like google and the way it looks.

I like to have cash, I like the way it feels,
But I guess it does make it easier to steal.

I want a theatre ticket that can be held and be seen,
Instead of showing it on your mobile screen.

But as life goes on and time passes by,
I guess just to keep up I will have to try.
© Mark West  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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