Short Moved Poems

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


Premium Member Moved On

looking up to the skies
for leading me
back home to you
is now the path
to its brightest star



AP: 1st place 2021


Premium Member She moved on

Even through the tears 
she has the courage to put 
her life together 

again and move on 
leaving everything behind 
alone once again
Form: Senryu

Premium Member My Spirit Moved

Receiving kindness and learning of actions that enrich lives of others are precious moments when I feel my spirit moved
Form: Verse

Moved On

Seconds moved on
Minutes moved on
Hours moved on
Pain moved
Days moved on
Months moved on 
Heal moved on
Year moved on
Why thee didn't move on?
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Who Moved My Cheese

swept away
by events
heart’s yet still

why’d we choose
this or that
we’re empty

the truth is
inner peace
pervades form

18-March-2023
Tricube
Form: Other


Shekinah Moved

Glory before the celestial God                                                                                     
creation’s lighting grace truth hath said
© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Just Moved In

good morning, beautiful ~

spring was in the air
an explosion of love and bliss

surely this was what heaven would be like



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

I Shall Not Be Moved

no food nor
shelter
nor clothes
on your back
Lord i am
gonna to 
hold on
to my
faith
what ever
it is
the enemy
will see
to that
I shall not
be moved

Mccain Moved On

McCain Moved On

In America we will always articulate,
To have a hero, we can hardly wait;
McCain moved on,
And heaven gone;
For more names have an open slate.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Earth Moved

There was a couple that went off to Spain
They sat on the roof sunbathing again
They felt the earth shake
Though love they didn’t make
It was a 5.8 earthquake, that hit once again
Form: Limerick

Been Moved By His Bowel

Trump with Blatant Bowel

Trump had been moved by blatant bowel,
And could tell by face which wore a scowl;
Noise  maker;
Earth  shaker,
Also as usual he let out horrendious howel.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Moved Me More and More

Moved Me More and More

Each experience moved us more and more;
Next thing you know we were out the door;
Would be glad,
If no longer had,
And all political activities always do deplore.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The World Moved On

Some one stole his harp strings and played a sad song.
It was terribly out of key but the people sang along..
He wanted desperately to right his wrong but
the people soon forgot and the world moved on..

Premium Member If To Move You, Soul Must Listen

When we met, brains went out the window. Why should I listen to what you say? When we met, heart went overboard. Why should I listen to what you say? When we met, you moved me now soul must listen.

Moved By Her

there she sat
with woven hat
in cadence to her swell
through a living hell
with words to tell
swallowed in a far away shell

my modern day senses
sense mending fences
I'm moved by her touch
her ravishing looks
art

Premium Member They Moved the Checkouts

In my wildest dreams didn't think I'd get to this stage Went food shopping alone, finally reached old age This familiar old store I disapprove Strangely the checkouts they moved Asked if I needed help by a worker, who I think was eight!
age
Form: Limerick

Moved On

Removing patches
I have regained strength to touch
     and reveal scarred heart;
Once wounded in the battle
     where I fought for love,
Now healed, my armor stronger;
     Shall my heart cries war
I must face the opponent,
and taste its sweet surrender
Form: Lyric

Moved

The lack of love in her eyes, 
moves him to tears. 
The loneliness in her voice, 
invites him to comfort her. 
The warmth of her touch, 
leads him to dance with her. 
The joy from her smile, 
moves him to smile. 
The love from her heart, 
moved him to love.

Moved by Perfection

I saw you perfect, so I moved you.  
Gently, like fire under glass.  
Then flaws rose, black petals.  
And I loved you even more.  
Not for shine, but bruised truth.  
For the tremor in your light.  
For staying, unmade, with me.  
For being real, not sacred.
art

Sarah Has Moved Haste My Lack of Poetry Writing....

just to say hi to all my soup friends ..I have finally moved house and its been a nightmare 
too many boxes to sort out ...but getting there so hopefully will have some time to get back 
to reading your great writes 
sending sarah smiles and love to you all
sarah x
Form:

My Bf Shelley Moved Away Child's View

My best friend Moved Away

Shelley Sjolseth moved away
My best friend with eyes blue gray
Had a crazy basement house
Sneaked as quiet as a mouse
Shelley played the games I like 
Hiked and had a shiny bike
Shelley, Shelley, miss you so
Where in this big world did you go?
Form: Rhyme

A Secret

hssss! i will tell a secret
awful! awful!

your heart knew
my secret!

it does not become a secret
because it went and moved

from my heart to your heart
but i hide it

what ?
a secret!

i love you indeed
that i wanted

i wanted
not to tell
your heart

Moved Along

Neap tide rising by minutes
swirls me in upset sand
     gritty
       irritating
         chaffing
catches in creases
of furrowed brow.
 Washed up fodder
gifted from the sea
   adds to my heap
   of disuse.
 Backtracks undent the
   sand
unmarking my passage.

Odion's Moved Motion

The world is a stage,
Everyone is entitled to his platform,
Showcase all you have got,
No beef,no foe,
Let love and unity,
For all we need is one love within,
One love one nation,
In this build a great nation,
At this junction I say:a better nation,
ODION moves the motion.

I Was So Moved

If I was a chicken,
I would strut and cackle and 
lay you an egg,
But I am, 
An imaginary cock.

If I was a dog,
I`d jump upon your lap and 
lick your face, 
But I am 
An imaginary cock.

If I was God.
I could not be moved,
`d free you from your dock
But I am, sadly, just
An imaginary cock.

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