Short Mare Poems
Short Mare Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mare by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mare by length and keyword.
Tight like
coffin,
black like
nightmare...
The coffin-maker likes his black tight
wagon, driven by the mare at night.
thought was a dream
i woke up in scream
its no joke
i seen a chost
as it poke
i just sit and stare
it was a
HOLLOWEEN NIGHT MARE
I miss you most 'twixt dusk and dawn
Wondering where you might have gone
Like Little Bo Peep
I'm stuck counting sheep
Thinking of you with nothing on
Old gray mare ain’t what she used to be
Aging in almost every way you see
Her hair turning white
Teeth losing their bite
Sleeping less deeply every single night
Mobil viscous wrapping of life’s delight
nurture denizens now of blight.
Rebirth or grave from capped height
and from the prism site
Days of opal light
Nights of coal fright
oversight
right?
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Planet Water, Mater Mare-
earth and sky is everywhere
throughout all solar systems,
but water-based organisms
like us, and kin, need water
as maker and sustainer.
Planet Water, Mater Mare-
Tak a swally wae mae will ye?
toast tae a life goan past
tae a wee lassie pure et last
Am no gonie lie
ets time fur her tae die..
So swally doon yer whisky son
goat a joab tae be dun
we'll fuk her err
wack er roon the heid
til she's deed
shes a bonnie wee lass nae
mare
Tresses can caress,
Hers did,
While I lifted her lids,
Her wide eyes lit,
Like happy torches,
Her body pores ached,
For a little more,
She was energy,
And could go on,
For as long as one wished,
She was now here,
And now there,
She was the best I ever had,
Of well bred mares.
What do I care
When at me eyes stare
Or at me glare
And I safe from every snare?
Why should I ever care,
When you can’t hurt my hair
Or much worse things dare:
The Terrible the Unfair?
Begin I shall to care
With a dispossessed mare
Or a made-away ware
And I can’t find it anywhere.
N-est of mare and pain
E-ventually will pass away;
S-eptember twenty-sixth morn
T-hrill and mirth go
Y-our way.
P-ain and mare's nest
A-re going to disappear,
I-n the early morning
N-ew dawn denies a tear.
A-mount of light has warmed
G-ray clouds and cold rain;
A-n ecstasy shall sweep nest of mare and pain.
Death assured, the shame of hanging
Teardrops, sighing as we say goodbye
Like departing lovers;
Murder is committed
Though couched in legality
”Though shall not kill”
For the freeman is not free
Whose life and in death
Is a TV soap opera
The people shall shout
Like the Jews during Christ’s trial
’Crucify him; crucify him.’
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A bad sleep and I had to wake!
A long fight with as much long snake
From land progressing to a lake
I knew not what to of it make,
Save that Precious Life was at stake…
Inside the lake did I more ache,
For in it did more troubles take,
Not warned it was a water snake
And the swimming fighter ‘its cake’…
To plunge into water bakes cake.
Limerick : Once a Stud Stallion in wild Mare charge
for Rick Zablocki
(as promised from the horse’s mouth)
Once a Stud Stallion in wild Mare charge
Didn’t see his gear was far too large
Hit goal right smack in poke
Mare humped : It in two broke
Since then in stud-farm draws dunged-straw barge.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
what we will look for
what waits for us at the door
will be more and more
weather may be bleak
when to God would speak
Him will always seek
what God would suggest
you will score high on my test
always do your best
truth has passed us by
in legalism up tie
much of do deny
when God rode a mare
slick and brown would be his hair
handled horse with care
Jim Horn Haiku for You
Where tears rolled down Signal Hill
there rivulets formed Shadow
following twin’s auburn will ~
through blue moons and red, Mars stared
as Shadow birthed mottled mares
now she rolls back citrus flares
onto face, blemishes dare !
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Contest : Seven by Seven
Sponsor : Nette Onclaud
Jan.26. Placing : 3rd : Standard Contest
The judge sits
Solemn and orderly
Weighing salient points
Juggling facts
Deciphering nuances
Pondering implications
On justice and righteousness
Upholding the law of the land
A mari usque ad mare*
Rendering verdicts
Remotely somewhat
Inspired through time
By King Solomon’s wisdom
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 13, 2020 for contest STRAND CHOICE F sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
It was to prove Some Sort of Snare,
When he, got the Gift of Hare
While he’d wanted to keep A Mare…
He wasn’t sure how he would fare,
Whether he wouldn’t be left bare;
What The Hell knows he of Hare,
Except its furs not like our hair…
Perhaps, he should sit on some chair
To reflect on the gift - Quite Rare
And see what and what he might dare
To sell off The Mare like a ware
And The Hare kill in Public Glare
To be rid of The Stupid Pair!
Grazing on the hearty lawn, Peacefully; even placidly.
Coming closer to the earth, with each mouthful.
Leaves gathered on the grass,
implying the nearing of fall.
Having few cares,
she munched along, blissfully.
Standing ominously near a fence,
nearing a tree, she fooled the onlooker
One would think
this steed was free.
Perhaps she was more free,
than you or I.
Tugging, relentlessly on each blade of grass,
she was a mare of content!
W-ill of mare or ill yak
I-s either irksome or pesky;
L-et the muddle cease,
M-aking the trash talk flee.
E-nd the will of mare or ill yak, beginning with total order;
R-apture replaces the chaos, as confusion shall be over.
O-bliterate the shambles,
R-efrain from voluble voice;
I-n twenty-sixth September,
L-et your heart make a choice.
L-oud and persistent sound shall bring one to a wrong track;
A-llow the mouth to silence the will of mare or ill yak.
A joyous scene
As he leads the herd
Trotting, kicking
His voice being heard
But this big boy
The leader he is not
It's the herds mare
All regal and hot
She determines their path
Where they feed and rest
Also when in danger
Showing safety zest
The dominant Stallion
Guards the herd
Always on the peripheral
Neighing his words
This relationship of two
In equine rule
Commanding in their role
In partnership dual
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