Short Middle Poems

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


Premium Member Beige

"BEIGE"

Middle of the Road
Consomme

(You Know Who/April 2018)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Qv6p6pTz5I


Premium Member OF LIFE'S JOURNEY

OF LIFE’S JOURNEY  

At birth, life’s journey is planned;
While there will be many tolls,
God’s GPS will guide you:-

Premium Member Clerihew Fontana

Agentinian Lucio Fontana
had a  limited art formula
He became signficant in middle age
his monochromes were all the rage
Form: Clerihew

April Showers Bring May Flurries??

The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
Form: Tanka

April Showers Bring May Flurries??

The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
Form: Tanka


Being That Person

Sometimes you have to be that
person who isn't afraid to get up
in the middle of a fast song and 
slow dance the night away

Untitled

The words are stuck in the middle of my throat and
I hope that you can see in my eyes
All the words that I can’t verbalize
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fast Train Through Corn Country

You
In the middle
Of a one track mind

You
For whom 
This train is waiting

Me
So corny
My ears are sprouting silk

Premium Member A balancing act

Let's be fair meet in the middle
Let's each do our share
Do like in any other real partnership



AP: 1st place 2025

If You Find Yourself In the Middle of Mid Winter River

A poem is a
freezing
inner conscience
someone threw
by a stone
as it breaks
It's the record of those groans.
An event.

To You

Wanting to see,
I want to look at 
You very much.
My sky
My dream home,
My middle way destination-
To you.
I love you.

Left Slam Right Slam Left Slam Right Slam Left

Left

Right

Left

Right

Left

Right

Left

All sounds like jack-boot
marching to me

With no middle ground

Premium Member The Gift

She came on tip-toe
In the middle of the night
Leaning over me
Lightly kissed my dormant face
Loving angel’s gift bestowed
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Seasonal Melody

My middle name is Winter
My wise wife’s name is Summer
We both tried to Spring ahead
But had a big Fall instead

Russell Sivey
Form: Verse

Middle of the Night Encounters

Hot
Sweaty, sultry
Yearning, tempting, loving
Emotions, desires, push, hate
Freezing, chilling, turning
Icy, frigid
Cold
Form: Diamante

In the Middle

you lit the candle at both ends
and wait there in the middle
to see which wick burns sprier
while thick wax forms its puddle
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member It All Started With An Apple

If the core is the centre
And people see things
From different corners of the room
They should eventually
Meet in the middle
Form: Verse

Premium Member HIM

Annunciated, 
Germinated, seed of God;
Blooming in heaven:
Scenting the foul air of earth
With his divine peace and love:-
Form: Tanka

Premium Member DOVED

A bird flew over me,
leaving a feather falling,
landing on my head:
Oh, it had to be a dove,
I’ve never felt so peaceful:-
Form: Tanka

In Search of Infinite

In the middle of life
        although  halfway finite
     I'm still opening portals of time
           in search of infinity

Premium Member Time's Running Out

They teased Percy Bysshe Shelley
   about his middle name
Mine, Shmuel, is no less strange
   ~ though it's yet to lead to fame
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Next Question

If candy is dandy, and liquor is quicker.
As both ends of the lesson.
Then what's all that stuff, in the middle?
Next Question.
Form: Quatrain

Love Birds

Sparrows fluttering
One on top of the other
Uninterrupted

By the passing cars
In the middle of the road
Near death, unaware
Form: Haiku

No Adjective Poem

clouds similiar
or you decided
result doesn't change
there is not truth in the middle


(my tecnichal poem-no adjective poem)

Mrs at

Mrs at

Mrs at will 
serve Mr Near when 
Mrs Toward leaves her 
chains in 
the middle of a 
ship docked at 
Sydney Wharf.

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