Short Micro Poems
Short Micro Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Micro by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Micro by length and keyword.
Pity you never saw me
unable to take my eyes off of you,
We were one hell of a love poem;
You don’t deserve my words.
No part of me wants to want
a held heart;
Except at night when your face is all I can see
right before I fall asleep.
I know everyone doesn’t need
to hear what’s going on in your head,
I just want one person to say
I’m listening, I’m here.
Soft sunlight warms
an empty morning.
Memory hums below
like distant footsteps.
A hush gathers —
then lingers in my chest.
We have living cells
And inanimate organs
In our body
The body is inside soul’s glow
The soul controls the body
We are as if micro-gods
epic is macro
compact discipline in art
haiku is micro
T'was criminal being so short.
That miniskirt's surely guilty of causing whiplash.
Nobody dared try stop it.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Gigante ou Micro
Nos tempos
antes da
pandemia
agora e sempre
recomendo
empreendedoras
gigantes ou micro.
Gigante ou micro
aplique força
e consistência,
sinta seu trabalho
e
faça a cada instante
mais e mais.
Meek moments make,
Impulse inks ice;
Crazy charm cakes,
Rich rambles rise;
Obsess old oils.
Streak sanguine stops,
Thrust troubled toils;
Observe odd opts,
Remind ripe rogue;
Yes yields yonder.
Yield yester yoke,
Ask apt answer;
Rest rowdy romps,
Niche nurtures norm.
Leon Enriquez
02 August 2015
Singapore
Feel pulse and strain,
Live oomph most fine;
Ask to spur grain,
Sense gall and brine
Hurl verse and voice.
Make mood fling act,
Ink vivid poise;
Charm floods sure tact,
Roll vibrant show:
Outreach grooms nudge.
Touch fields fond glow,
Apt glimpses touch;
Leap with faith now,
Etch sparkles plough.
Leon Enriquez
14 July 2015
Singapore
MICRO MENACE
*******
People pollute, killing all living life!
When will they understand recycling recovers?
Hopeful, helping some species survive.
Intervention inadvertently stops strife.
Success, still wishful thinking, true,
plastic pollution is, 'catch twenty two'!
Micro menace, plastics one hundred and eighteen years old!
Techno-scramble
the ramble of cars on sheet metal
Tall walking for sledge hammer rhythm
The dialysis of t.v. dramas
and hospital soup delivered on time
A team of managers examine
Mortuary
Dead before what could have been
Electromagnetic heart transfer failed
Before the soul left the bed
Whirring of gadgets promised
Earthly pulses and show tunes
As lungs gave out
NOWADAYS
Poetry
never was
of the masses,
today
mass media...
INTERNET
Poetry
never crossed
easily
borders...
today, browse
Cosmos...
TO VIEW
Poetry
never was
nor will it be
so read...
but ...
visualized...
FLASH
Poetry
never been so
commented...read
dynamics...
POST OFFICE
Poetry
never attended
the post office,
but today
is posted
Listen to poem:
in a world of information overload
it's refreshing to be succinct
in a few words to pass a message so punchy
that it gives one cause for a pause
in a world where time is at a premium
it's appreciated to be respected
to share what one has to say with panache
and every word striking its mark
being sold on the notion that less is more
AP: 1st place 2025, 1st place 2022
I reek havoc on my unsuspecting hosts
hitch a ride on the good cells, then fight
start all sorts of insufferable symptoms
watch them cough and sneeze all day.
I care not, for I have no feelings
wild and unruly, my sole mission is to
make humans hopelessly miserable.
Though I am minuscule and invisible
a mini menace to mankind am I
for I am the almighty VIRUS.
Date: 7/14/2019
In brief ripple
Crisp words dribble
Show not tell
Words work well
Touch of clear lift
Each word prompts gift
Feel the mood
Stretch fond good
Poise frames brisk choice
Craft visual voice
Now and here
Jazz fronts dear
Micro tale curls
A touching hurl
Less works more
From brisk core
Each word adds zest
Verve in pure fest
Leon Enriquez
27 October 2019
Singapore
wild Australia
hark... sounds of didgeridoos
mobs of kangaroo
Australian folk...
Aboriginals suffer
arpartied still reigns...
Australian folk...
at one with nature... what's left
arpartied still reigns...
vistas of nature
o that monolith could talk
Australian woes
deforestation
all life suffers pollution
koala's left dead
crocodiles... wildlife
Australia's indigenous
extinctions for real
Craft dreamy draft,
Draft poignant craft.
Poise charms clear choice,
Choice works sure poise.
Give what you live,
Live peace you give.
Craze walks deep maze,
Maze prompts wise craze.
Mind words deep find,
Find what you mind.
Plot plays the lot,
Lot frees sure plot.
Ground now goes round,
Round in odd ground.
Meet bold times sweet,
Sweet ideas meet.
Leon Enriquez
16 September 2016
Singapore
Can you see it quick,
the micro second flick,
it's a gift not a trick,
and you see a prick.
No disguise in the eyes,
where lies the lie.
The plot of the wise,
now their demise.
In a second you know the truth,
just wait for the proof.
In a second you know their plot,
you see the whole lot.
Can you see the micro second lie like me?
Do you reckon we could have tea?
No one ever believes you too, no not ever,
I know what you've been through, forever.
Psychotherapy, micro-bearably.
Pyro-merrily, gyro-herapy,
lots of chatter, bright new ways,
all pointing to one result.
If we are kind to each other,
if we follow our natural loving hearts,
none of these ways or theories
will be needed by anybody.
Be nice. Be kind. Be considerate.
Treat others the way you want to be treated.
Live as well as you can, by letting others live their way.
Psychotherapy, micro-bearably.
None of it needed if we follow the golden rule.