Short Pickets Poems
Short Pickets Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pickets by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pickets by length and keyword.
A siren's call
Echo's of white fenced bliss
Painted with silence it's ghostly pickets
Allured enchantments
The muted past of her remiss
Categories:
pickets, girlfriend-boyfriend, loss, love,
Form:
I do not know?
The wants of her heart beckoned of lonely streets
Longingly,
Like the summertime wail of the Snow Fence
When empty winds through weathered pickets
Howl for the cold company it keeps
Categories:
pickets, lost love, love
Form:
Free verse
The want of her heart beckons of lonely streets
Longingly
Like the summertime cries of the Snow Fence
When empty winds rush thru weathered pickets
It howls for the cold company of keep
Categories:
pickets, angst
Form:
I do not know?
Two wants divided in heart, beckoned of lonely dreams
Longingly,
Like a summer wail of the snow fence
Using empty winds through weathered pickets
To howl for the cold company they keep
Categories:
pickets, girlfriend-boyfriend, introspection, love,
Form:
I do not know?
ELECTRIC WIND
electric the wind
low black clouds over laden
wet tulips thrusting
mixed emotions now
and i walking with shifting eyes
some winter left
black cat on the fence
between the pickets arching
calendar full moon
is wet the feeling?
the whole world saturated?
coffee dry quarters
Categories:
pickets, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Winds cry
Shiny slimies
I see you
A fuzz fringe fizzing
Across peek-a-boo moon
Croo croo night
I love you too
Heart thumps with the
Crickety crickets on the
Brown fence pickets
Pounds with the sounds
Of warm, neighborly chatter
Dishes clatter
Here we go
A B-22 coming' in
Out of the black
I am gorgeous
Cry the winds
2/6/16
Categories:
pickets, animal, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Drip, drip
Drip, drip
Melts the soiled soul onto
A dusty field of abandon
Fenced in by human limbed pickets
Yanked from the graves
Of broken hearts
Skeletal branched silhouettes
Clatter above the bloodless
Hole in the ground
The Ravens hide in the shadows
The shadows hide behind stone crops
The crops provide bountiful skulls
What is the illusion without a live audience?
Who, or what heard the solemn incantation of
Abra-Cadaver?
Categories:
pickets, death, horror, magic,
Form:
Free verse