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Short Monosyllabic Poems

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


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Short Monosyllabic poem by john thomas| Details |

Indulgence

Monosyllabic
Indivisibility,
Congratulations!

Copyright © john thomas | Year Posted 2009

Short Monosyllabic poem by David Williams| Details |

Silence

My
Love 
For 
You

Is 
Pure 
And 
True

When 
I 
Am 
Dead

Nought 
Said

( A Monosyllabic Sonnet )
© DAW

Copyright © David Williams | Year Posted 2014

Short Monosyllabic poem by Shaggy Vincent| Details |

love this

Altruistically hedonistic Your love flow Is specific Monosyllabic and rustic Your reliability excites me It’s refreshingly different I’m enjoying my life In this upright position

Copyright © Shaggy Vincent | Year Posted 2012

Short Monosyllabic poem by Brian Strand| Details |

kuhlmann-SPRING

Come Day:warmth,white,blooms:
                                            at play


kuhlmann is a verse poem of two phrases interspered with three related monosyllabic stem-
words(nouns,adjectives etc)with an integral title.The label and form is derived from the 
baroque poet Qiorinus Kuhlmann's sonnet form Love-kiss XLI

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009

Short Monosyllabic poem by Brian Strand| Details |

kuhlmann-DESPAIR

From night:dark,black,dawns:
                                       the light


kuhlmann is a verse poem of two phrases interspered with thee related monosyllabic stem-
words(nouns,adjectives etc)with an integral title.The label and form is derived from the 
baroque
poet Quirinus Kuhlmann's sonnet form Love-kiss XLI

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quirinus_Kuhlmann

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009

Short Monosyllabic poem by Gerald Buss| Details |

Bricabrac

Bricabrac. Old and sick in Krakow, Czeslaw complained of his to a fellow (Irish) Nobelista. My fate too (though I am not a poet, I think, and so do I deserve it?)? Like alphabet soup. Lots of letters. Enough to make a small book. Swimming, refusing to join others in the sparest, most economic, incarnation - a monosyllabic word. Let alone a sentence that might be read front to back. Bricabrac.

2016 June 29

Copyright © Gerald Buss | Year Posted 2016