Short Oneiric Poems
Short Oneiric Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Oneiric by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Oneiric by length and keyword.
I did make a wasp gasp
with my splendiferous doggerel
that not even I sit well
with. & a note came from hell
penned in a tongue alien to me...
only the vile violet violinist
understood such oneiric idiocy...
& said it was emetic
& not truly good nor copacetic.
Even September agrees
such is the golden music
that easily delights the bees
& can make a wasp gasp.
In the sub jove frigido land of fire’s
bellezza mångata, the mysteriarch’s
mamihlapinatapai wrapped around
his wonderwall much in the way
wrabbed cats pr-ove their ataraxia by
wrapping their oneiric atara
around foilsick ailurophiles as nepenthe
for their companion’s bereaved love,
henotic ambrosia for the sonder of star-
eyed lovers with silent soliloquies
The worst of all:
the nestled dream.
Escape the first
with stifled scream,
but all is not
restored, it seems...
You try to flail
or move about,
but none can hear
you thrash and shout.
At last, you find
an exit door;
your thoughts of sleep?
Not anymore...
With one eye fixed,
the gods implored
to stay awake
but as before,
the cycle loops;
you start to snore!
I refuse to languish in obscurity
hiding parts of my personality.
As a target I stood.
Verity will always light up the dark.
A white lightning rod, an electric spark
as what’s solid is viewed.
I am the woman with oneiric eyes,
the one who’s focus is the far off prize.
No nonsense attitude.
Shrinking yourself back into a bubble,
sounds to me like a whole lot of trouble.
Small is never selfhood.
In fluent argot like a profound inchoate
Chthonic patronizing blood paroxysmally folds in curdles
You illuminate none but yourself with a pleasant scapegrace idiocy
Dishevelled and voluble in dark ages of medieval filth
Legerdemain to my vituperate wills and wanders
Anything in purge of the death of proclivity, namely yours
Crepuscular black skies, fugacious and oneiric...you dissolve them
Caviler
Caviler
Caviler
Abate your breaths
Wisdom wild wavering wyrd, wonder of winsome ways
Ostentatiously opportunistic, Orpheus oneiric orchid,
Marvelously mystical mirth maker making man amaze
Ardently argumentative, and artistic accenter; avid
Nymph. Naturally nurturing nostalgic nidulation days
How do I praise the sweet excess in you, the grace
Oozing milk of kindness, compassion that bore me
Obdurate beauty more profound than the pretty face?
Dance dear dreamer devoid of drums drizzled memory.