Short Misbegotten Poems
Short Misbegotten Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Misbegotten by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Misbegotten by length and keyword.
Stand the barrel on its bottom
Fine wine, it proudly holds
Turn it upside-down, misbegotten
The wine's been proven fools' gold
Categories:
misbegotten, tribute, wine,
Form:
Rhyme
Petty Theft
Abandoned on a dark and dusty shelf,
a part of her forsaken self,
not forgotten, but a misbegotten
treasure of a stolen Christmas elf.
. for public domain and petty thieves
Categories:
misbegotten, childhood, christmas, fairy, sin,
Form:
Free verse
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect;
misbegotten, ever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less, with
no vestige of respect.
Categories:
misbegotten, death
Form:
Verse
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect.
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less, with
no vestige of respect.
Categories:
misbegotten, sad,
Form:
Verse
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect.
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less,
without a vestige of respect.
Categories:
misbegotten, death
Form:
Verse
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect.
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less,
with no vestige of respect.
Categories:
misbegotten, death
Form:
Verse
Alluring
bulbous
curves
Deciduous
eyes
feudal
green
Harvesting
insatiable
juniper
king
Languid
morning
nymph
Opulent
pedestrian
queen
Regal
seeds
toiling
under
vanquished
winter
Xanadu’s
youthful
zeal
Categories:
misbegotten, history, introspection, mother,
Form:
ABC
Father was a fast walker;
hard to catch up.
I am not his own child -
a misbegotten slow one.
A lifetime later
I question just when he claimed
ownership?
If there is any answer
it must wait now
for two graves to catch up.
Categories:
misbegotten, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
There are no tears
To softly cleanse
Covered guilt
Of thoughtless choice.
There are no tears
To gently soothe
Hidden sorrow
Of aged wrongs.
There are no tears
To finely heal
Scar-bound wounds
Of misbegotten wars.
Categories:
misbegotten, loss,
Form:
Senryu
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect.
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less,
without a vestige of respect.
******
...an exercise in assonance and alliteration
Categories:
misbegotten, writing,
Form:
Verse
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced condemnation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
Categories:
misbegotten, philosophy
Form:
Quatrain
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced accusation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Either uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
Categories:
misbegotten, confusion,
Form:
Verse
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect;
misbegotten, ever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less, with
no vestige of respect.
*******
an exercise in short 'e' long 'a,' 's,' 'm' and 'g' letters
Categories:
misbegotten, writing,
Form:
Verse
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced condemnation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Either uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
Categories:
misbegotten, introspection
Form:
Verse
I wish that I had cared enough,
to mention once or twice
That what I wanted now has changed,
old virtues turned to vice
The past left misbegotten,
and future long disclaimed
The present what I’m running from
—its hourglass in flames
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Categories:
misbegotten, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Forgotten lie the graves of the forsaken,
long unremembered, strangled
by the grasses of neglect.
Misbegotten, forever mute they fester,
worm-mingled, mercy less,
with no vestige of respect.
******
An exercise in alliteration and assonance,
the 'music' of my poetry.
Categories:
misbegotten, death,
Form:
Verse
Staring at the stars in the sky
Hollow heart,cast under the shadow of love
Forgotten, downtrodden
Castaway,the fate of the misbegotten
Cursed to wander the desert of the unloved
Thirst and hunger through the mist of eternal pain
Starved of amourity
The biting darkness,my old friend.
Categories:
misbegotten, heartbreak, heartbroken,
Form:
Free verse
the smithy was empty
and the tree near it had fallen
and no one had expected it
the sunken sun had made a stand
with desperate gaiety
swept through sleep
to break the night
The Autumn children
like caged birds
counted the crocus stalks
and for footfalls of a misbegotten
soothsayer
Categories:
misbegotten, absence,
Form:
Free verse
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced accusation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Either uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
*A statement about bipolar disorder...
Categories:
misbegotten, depression,
Form:
Quatrain
Throw around legs
Throwaway hair
Biting her tongue
Tapping the chair
Dinnertime psychology
Filling her frayed mind
Undigested memories
Too bitter to be confined
Eighteen years
Blurred as if one
Opaque footsteps
Of a misbegotten son
“Dessert, mom?”
“No thanks, dear.”
Her plate is empty
Her conscience clear
Categories:
misbegotten, introspection, life, mother, son,
Form:
Quatrain
overcast
I like rain, not angry rain with an attitude
neglected by the mother cloud and take revenge
for its misbegotten infancy
Lashing those who sought peace and the promise
of forever, with ice blasts
soft rain that feels like a cares, a day in June
Drips from my blue umbrella feel like kisses from
a long-time lover
Categories:
misbegotten, absence, adventure, angel, beach,
Form:
ABC
overcast
I like rain, not angry rain with an attitude
neglected by the mother cloud and take revenge
for its misbegotten infancy
lashing those who sought peace and the promise
of forever, with ice blasts
soft rain that feels like a caress, a day in June
Drips from my blue umbrella feel like kisses from
a long-time lover
Categories:
misbegotten, absence, adventure, books,
Form:
ABC
a piece about bi-polar disorder
*******
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced condemnation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Either uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperiled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
Categories:
misbegotten, depression,
Form:
Verse
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced aggravation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
********
...for all bi-polar sufferers.
Categories:
misbegotten, loss, sorrow,
Form:
Quatrain
Misbegotten pair,
two-faced irritation,
the seduction of sweet solace
or the inarticulation of despair.
Either uneasy 'neath the spell of peerless rapture,
false respite from the ravages of fear,
or defenseless and imperilled
by a sadness that is too extreme to bear.
******
of those suffering from bi-polar disorder.
Categories:
misbegotten, addiction,
Form:
Quatrain