Short Plot Poems
Short Plot Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Plot by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Plot by length and keyword.
The lieutenant & his woman
An actress & her leading man,
A boy meets girl tale,
It happens every day-
In a play within a play.
Oh poetry is easy?
Tried now you’ve got anxiety;
Credit us as artists;
With metaphoric plot twists
we can transform reality.
The wild sun rose up
Boasting as it always does
Sad twilight descends
Plotting demise of the light
Moon brings stolen light instead
Heaven and earth each plot their will
Upon the stars and grassy wold
Their hands of fate are never still
Writing life stories to be told
She came up with a weird plot
To tie all his undies in a knot
He shouts out, you jerk
When her plan didn’t work
He walks out wearing a mott
Eye to eye,
then more,
then
lips to thigh,
then nothing,
because we always grow apart,
because there's really nothing there.
We lost the plot.
Husband dines on deviled eggs
That comes from wicked chickens
Potato salad and legs
Somehow this great plot swiftly thickens
medium's the page
look at me
toe tied to a line
MagiCicada 13
Maxine and the Vaccine
There was a woman called Maxine
Who refused to have a vaccine
She said "Its a plot,
I don't want a shot!"
And left shouting something obscene.
My co-workers, like clowns, are laughing.....
plotting against me; I get an eerie feeling.
I am the nicest fellow,
sharing joy and sorrow;
guys have secrets they shouldn't be telling!
When they plot your death
escape is futile
so just go along
but get their DNA
and leave saliva
and fingernails
and maybe blood
in the perp’s car
maybe you can save their next victim
teach me, virgin-groom
and correct me if i’m wrong ~
only if you dare
tears fall vaingloriously
upon your befuddled grave
9/10/2019
light verse via tanka
I'm waiting for you
while I hear the clock
I'm waiting for the smiles
that you paint in my thoughts
I'm waiting while my mind
creates a plot
where I dig in your heart
to see what you are made of.
Jessica
Losing one's lunch
is not so hot
but dropping your dinner
when a fish dish wish was the plot
could be your worst nightmare
as not a morsel will pass your lips
as meals go it's now toast
and you've had your chips
Quatrain #733:
PLOT
Prize each day well with love that grows,
Live happy spell as urge now shows;
Opt just to tell the truth that blooms,
Taste what you sell in ample flow.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
04 May 2017
Singapore
So what’s the plot if 6 turns 9
On this old rainy day
What’s looming up behind the line
What you don’t have to say
Its way too obvious for words
And silence fills the air
Only disturbed by chatting birds
There’s always life out there.
Quatrain #405:
PLOT
Peace in our times needs love to start,
Live lovely chimes with a bold heart;
Opt loving mimes that show we can,
Thrill in sure rhymes with love's fond art.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
03 June 2016
Singapore
Quatrain #741:
PLOT
Prize thus this day where love funds heart,
Live your own way with joy that starts;
Opt for fine play as time crafts space,
Taste well sure say as word-thought art.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
15 June 2017
Singapore
Quatrain #785:
PLOT
Prize your own play as life funds show,
Live well your day where truth frames know;
Opt your clear way with love most grand,
Trust soul that stays in-sync with flow.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
01 August 2017
Singapore
Quatrain #603:
PLOT
Play with sure heart as joy sparks zest,
Love lives fond start as cheer moves fest;
Opt to sculpt art as soul ventures,
Thrill in each part how poise knows quest.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
12 January 2017
Singapore
Quatrain #808:
PLOT
Prize that sure light that shapes fond feel,
Live with clear sight that moves your will;
Opt for fine flight where love shows truth,
Trust grace to right warm cheer that thrills.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
05 July 2018
Singapore
Finding his world seeping amid turmoil where everyone....
Can view at the drop of one's hat; in her twenty-first century
Latter day rains hi-tech whirlpool million miles an hour vortex cruel ?
Reading another article it's grain be sand atop, cyclone shores: their abyss.
Form:
Journey Journal Page
#11: PLOT
Ply that sure think as words heap poise,
Live your grand fest through light and dark;
Odd that verge brink where meaning stays,
Toil in firm quest grounds feisty spark.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
11 January 2021
Singapore
.
Puff
her cheeks
pixie
spoke
her thick
speak's
both
beg'd
and still they were fast
in smile
their
mode
Pop
hern mine
sees
froze
Poof
there'z no wordz
Here lies the Count of Monte Cristo
Who got to settle a few scores
With stevedores and commodores
Before stretching out below
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on February 20, 2020 for contest POE-ETIC VERSE POETRY sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA - RANKED 2ND