Short Personage Poems
Short Personage Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Personage by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Personage by length and keyword.
Today is the feast of St. Claire
A favourite personage of mine.
She defeated Saracens with her faith.
Form:
Delightfully funny personage.
Effervescent attitude.
Immense vocabulary.
Dabbles in the different.
Radical randiness.
Alluring mind.
calligraphic
cycles
in
phased
personage
gestures
within
a trance
emptiness
calm
austere
alternating
nervousness
in
dynamic
reactions
A troll
A startling encounter
With a mysterious
Personage merged in
A natural setting..
You as a troll merged
With rocks and sky
And a slight smile
A knowing smile
Of the unknowing of
What seems coming
And going...
The words we use
are never really ours.
Always part and pieces of someone else
who passed through our lives;
and although we seek to be original
those images and personage
encircle us
rewording to new renditions
of the message and the meanings
still the same.
New adventures from a small land
The barrier is broken
when the love is there
Many words spoken
yet few are understood
Still making it worth the adventure
Opening your home
and sharing you're time
all to bring comfort to another
That Christian hospitality
that can be seen worldwide
but only under ONE personage
Form:
Sparring with demons, and dragons and deadheads
It bobs and weaves like a drunken sailor.
Omnipresent, omnipotent and omniscient
I'm quite attached to it - joined at the psyche.
Image of an incubus twirling as I do.
Patron Saint of agony, I curse it
And relegate it to a 2nd-class personage.
Out, damn spot, out - and take the blood with you.
Balance one's composure continues
to remain poised for life's cards
dealt, Sometimes unaware of its
personage full of riddles. Balance
Balance of one's individuality, disposition
reserved, outgoing all sorts of
frequencies, One's initiation and
vibrancy are polarities. Balance
Yet Feminine energy, Masculine energy
up to this point eventually becomes
harmoniously balanced.
I love thee
for thine mortality
a personage ever so enticing
an imagery of passion
I love thee
that know no doubts
or any monstrosities
as thy love for thee
is breathing of each day,
firm as if the walls of China
I love thee
when thy eyes set upon his
aye from this point in time
I love htee
inasmuch as I love thyself
I love thee
heedless of any rationale
bound towards infinity
My poetess friend, a shy personage
Sips tea while composing her versenage
Ah, but now she’s deciding
T’would be more exciting
To marry, for better or worsenage.
She wrote all the vows they would say
At church, when arrived the big day.
Hubby hadn’t rehearsed
So in his vows, he cursed!
Made bride and priest turn ashengray.
She learned hubby wasn’t poetical
Her haiku just made him upsettical,
She’d read her new sonnet,
But he didn’t wonnet
He’d go drive his V-8 Corvettical!