Short Parachutes Poems

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April Showers Bring May Flurries??

The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
Form: Tanka


April Showers Bring May Flurries??

The middle of May
and flurries! What's this I see?
Dandelion globes:
fine, feathery parachutes
distributed by the wind.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member honeysuckle tree

honeysuckle tree
blossoms rain on summers day
yellow parachutes

she grows renegade
her offshoots grow wild too
commandeer the yard
Form: Senryu

Premium Member your attitude is a choice

their dresses were parachutes, panties showing
Seventy-year-olds laughing their knees off
Their sisters were two cars behind, persnickety and pinched
age

In My Mind

In my mind

In my mind
We’re building a castle 
In a city of lanterns, parachutes ,
balloons and bubbles in the sky



Marckincia Jean
Free verse 
04/14/19


Parachutes

Wet leaves glisten 
     on the bough.

Crystal dewdrops drip 
     down, fall slo-mo,

each parachuting
     on a tiny halo

to kiss the damp 
     grass below!

Airscape

coiling clouds
like parachutes
on top of the tiny houses
velvet blue dipping
in the snowish white
muddy roads of soily
brown stretching
they didnt know on
the carts before
Form:

Premium Member Along Cherry Blossom Lane

,


tiny parachutes free-falling in the wind... pink stars at sundown
________________________________________ For Cherry Blossom Contest: Sponsored by Black Eyed Susan
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Riverside Summer Outing


My family joined a summer outing
So excited for swimming and rafting
Mom got our swim vests with suits
Dad just brought his parachutes
And kept eyes on us, flying and shouting.
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Wisdom of Many.Wit of One

It
is good
to learn from
experience-
yet
wise
to glean
from those who
learnt life the hard
way
as
minds,like
parachutes
when open,work
best.


after John Russell's definition
Form: Epigram

Love you even more

Parachutes are for girls
Soft beautiful things 
gowned in silk wings
Curls, linen, lace
Wisteria eyes
Silver snake tongue liars
Asking for wishes
On evening stars
Forgetting 
Even stars fall

Parachutes

Something soft to give
Recoil/repulse
Parachutes
Are for girls
Draped in billowing clouds 
Of silk linen and lace 
I am a storm
Wrapped in black hide
Hides me
Easy to brush off 
After a crash landing

Parachutes

A family picnic outing on the lawn,
Granny’s hair like dandelions in sun – 
silver filaments, a childhood toy.
A puff of breath, the seedlets fly
the way the morning’s breeze has gone.
Memories wind-borne on the sky.
Form: Verse

Milkweed

The capsule burst open
  Fuzzy floss spills out
Soft white parachutes 
  for small seeds that yearn
     to float away like dreams


January 8, 2017

Contest 261 - Any form, any topic, max of 5 lines
Sponsored by Brian Strand
6th place

Milkweed Wonder Pod

I picked a ripened pod
And split open at its seam,
Hundreds of seeds attached to
Fluffy tufts of hair.

I blew gently and sent a
myriad silken little
parachutes into the air
across the meadow!



Abdul Malik
12/20/12
Natural Landscape
Form: Dodoitsu

Rainbow Parachutes

noontime rain gladdens the heart so,

     leaves sway, glisten upon the bough,

          as moist crystals drip and fall slo-mo,

               each parachuting on a mini-rainbow,

                     just to smooch the wet, grasses below !
Form: Rhyme

Purple Moonflowers

Fairy blossoms
climb through my dreams
cascading over moonlight
and statuesque fountains
purple parachutes 
pirouette across the
gloaming
in a twinkle
the laughter of evening
bells 
and swirling petticoats
caper through the garden
till dawn
fun

Gold Fish Orange Twining

Passion fish and apple dots and gold stamps kissing mountain tops.
Wood deserts and cat tail suits and flowers licking parachutes.
Marble caves and lemonade, I think I'll join the light brigade.
Candle mice are twice as nice as gold fish orange twining.
Form:

Inside of Me

Poetry is what I’d see
If I could peek inside of me.
It pulses, with a beat sublime,
Converting random thoughts to rhyme.

The words secure me, just like roots
But let me float, like parachutes,
So anytime I write a poem,
No matter where I am, I’m home.
Form: Rhyme

High

35, 000 above ground
Severe thunderstorms
Imperceptibly conceal amongst
Infinite blue.
Airbus shakes
We both do,
I pray
Not out loud
Ask for another day
Forgiveness
Then Question Injections,
                   And
Why airplanes don’t
Have giant parachutes.

Birds

Birds

Birds should be 
up to date with 
sky traffic in the 
foreign countries they’re visiting. ‘Send to 
all nests copies, not ones that’ve 
been shortened, parts removed – ASAP,’ one 
bird should 
spread. Also, injured in 
the air birds have had 
all the time to 
make parachutes.

parachute core : haiku

thoughts like parachutes 
open in clouds floating by
colourful strings  r..a..i..n

cells dissolve in air
wide parachutes pause pink
red green umbrellas 

core is parachute  
opens in multi-colour 
rainbow becomes K ** I** T ** E

                     ~~~~~~   flyaway   ~~~~~~
Form: Haiku

Premium Member No Ant

No Ant
By Franklin Price
8/14/2015

No ant
Says I can't
Lift eight
Times my weight

No fly
With its eye
Won't say
I can't spy

No worm
In the ground
Is long
And not round

Not a bird
In the sky
Parachutes 
It can fly

What's the point
You might say
Just some thoughts
For the day
fun
Form: Rhyme

May Apples

last month a thousand 
green parachutes opened
colonizing the deepest woods 
         may apples
you called them 
although it was april then
now under every leafy eave
the white globe hangs
suburban as any pourch lamp
                lighting,
what little wilderness
                        is left.

Marvellous

Marvellous
it is to get
lost
in your eyes, in your
touch, in your
mind without
thoughts, without
fears, without
weapons, without
shields

Marvellous
it is to plunge in the 
abyss hands
in hands without
parachutes, without
a B plan, without
wings, without
weight

Marvellous
indeed it is to find
you forever
enmeshed with my 
soul

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