Short Parchments Poems

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


Poetry and Love

A satchel of poetry rests over my shoulder
A silver pen, parchments and paper, and a journal
Laying them, next to the wine, on the blanket, next to you
And you are Mars to me, and I Venus
Form: Rubaiyat


From the Deep

For the record,
Archives of the soul,
Parchments of remembrance,
Notes from yesterday,
Diary of memories,
Chapbook of tomorrow.



September 6, 2022.
Bitesize Poem No. 52 Poetry Contest, 
Line Gauthier.

The Vein of the Quill

Inkwells,
vein of the Quills,
scribing upon parchments,
heavy laden with dark secrets,
blotted


Date: 23/04/23
Traditional Cinquain poetry contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
© W J Clarke  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Cinquain

Premium Member Bejeweled

Entwining ropes, parchments unfurled upon fertile ground; opaque pendants caress the vine; a burden earned in the effulgent sun rays. semi-precious and bejeweled fields, of concord ecstasy; Mother Nature’s offspring.

Premium Member Legacy

purple mountains majesties
our inheritance
every word poetic
the legacy of time
regal lines written
yellowed parchments read

such support and friendship
on a site for writing and words
understanding the paths to fulfillment
partners in this quest...
Form: Acrostic


Metaphor Contraptions

And the greatest poems were made
By hearts so tired and blue
To catch a name
From smiles so bright and true

Words from hollowed pieces
Are weaved to fit in
To create bridges
Between the heart and death's curtain

Emotions penned deeply
On parchments and skin
Veering away finally
From minds struck with pins

Someday these words may 
Turn into eternal hymns
That though peril come its way
It'll grant us dreams

t.h.
Form: Rhyme

A Poet's Tomb

Am not buried in some cemetery
Where the graves look smirched and old, 
Neither interred in some forest deep
Where it's always dark and cold.

My tomb lies not in some valley green
Bathed by the morning sun, 
Neither hidden in some desert sand
In a mystic puzzling pun.

I lie embedded in parchments old
Were my forlorn verses tell, 
In the hearts of men my crypt shall lie
It's there I shall always dwell.
        ***************
Form: Rhyme

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