Short Othello Poems

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


Premium Member Calling Card of the Bard

In mystery wrapped
Forever behind the scenes
Did he pen King Lear
Othello, Hamlet ~ or was
He a Midsummer's Night Dream
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Largo

Othello was playing the Cello
That may come as a surprise
He was sad and mellow about the deaths and lies
He played very softly
Then stabbed himself and died
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Every Life is Free Verse

said The Fool to Othello,
and every great actor,
still not listening

Meet me half way through the labyrinth
I am satisfied with getting somewhere

No regrets!

I call spades!
© CC Bloom  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Othello's Heart

You said you loved her
Out loud for the world to hear
Truth comes in silence
by words and deeds done silent
For your love's so fake!

Inspired by William Shakespeare's Othello~~~~~~~
Form: Tanka

Premium Member TODAY'S LESSON

TODAY’S LESSON…         

Shakespeare staged the world;
the auction block a memic—
Othello, its prize:-

Truth is always deep;
revealing reality—
liberating minds:-

Truth’s love never lies;
untwisting false-sucking tongues—
revealing itself:-
Form: Prose


Love Is Blind

No asseveration can appease
 	my Othello suffering husband
 		despite an axiomatic love
			held only for thee.

Yet an altruistic devotion 
 	runs deep within me.

Love is blind you see.

To see or not to see...
        that is the question!
© Laura Hay  Create an image from this poem.

Java Man and Alpha's Argonauts

Pendragons these Titans dieties de facto herculean portent shores Poseidon's
Neptune her Olympus their oracles and Othello ? Robin redbreast genesis his sherwood
Forest knights of love's, round table time as Ganymede; to bear this cup ? Germane the goddess....
Angelus red it's wine a passage her ghost writer she, his lady Guinevere; fairytales lore de facto, dreams.
Form:

Rhymed Review On Othello By William Shakespeare

The white on black, the black on white 
Explosive mix it makes, so easy to ignite 
By jealousy venom, inserted drop by drop into suspicious mind, 
And vicious fantasies force fatal spring of hate to wind. 
And there you go ... flame of rage 
Burns out lives, while getting out of its mental cage. 
In black on white 
Bard dared to write 
About love, about race, 
About trust and its disgrace.
Form: Rhyme

Home Was Never Forsaken By Me

Home was never forsaken by me
On sun-blazed hills these feet trod
Millions of stars followed me
Exhausted of the long travels
Serenity came only at night
Without asking me of my troubles 
Enraged by her insensibility
Everything I wished for myself 
Turned nights into trepidation
Horrified by those future events 
Othello could have startled me
Moments of fear kept me trembling
Even moonlight had a faded glow.
Form: Acrostic

The Loss of Swift

The world lost a talented actor one year ago today.
After being on Earth for almost 83 years, he passed away.
He starred in 'Keeping Up Appearances' and 'The Old Guys'.
People also loved his performances in '1990' and 'Pack of Lies'.
He also entertained us when he starred in 'Othello' and 'Born and Bred'.
His entire fanbase has grieved for 365 days because he is dead.

(Dedicated to Clive Swift who died one year ago today on February 1, 2019.)
Form: Rhyme

A Pie Rhyme

a quiz a drama by shakespeare
the answers possible afreet
othello frued prosopagnosia
sesquipedalian subfusc

In modern Russian poetry, there is such a genre as "stish'ok-pirozh'ok" (a pie rhyme). It's an iambic tetrameter quatrain, a feminine ending in the first and third lines, no rhymes, punctuation and capital letters. The content is frivolous or humorous. Black humor is welcome. Something like an English limerick, but simpler. Hoping, the soupers would like it)

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