Short Poplars Poems
Short Poplars Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Poplars by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Poplars by length and keyword.
autumn
wind mutters
something which sets the
black poplars ashake with mirth
the leaves
fly over
the window - utter
a word as they pass - listen
Categories:
poplars, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Haiku
Haystacks and poplars
Rivers and views
Gardens and lilies
with abstract hues-
these impressions ..I choose
Claude Monet 1840-1926 (Water Lilies series 1923-1925)
Categories:
poplars, art, people, places
Form:
Narrative
impressions of summer-
whispering in the breeze
Monet's Poplars in the Sun -
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Monet_Poplars_in_the_Sun.jpg
Categories:
poplars, art, places
Form:
Monoku
Poplars
against the rising moon;
filled full of roosting cormorants-
sleeping;
as
long shadows,
rippling between
reflections of scudding clouds-
where evanescent images
settle.
Categories:
poplars, imagination, nature,
Form:
Imagism
behind the town
by a pond
upwards reach
poplars,birch and beech:
over the roof
out of sight
lies temptation..
apples overhang
an orchard wall,
ripening in the
sun awaiting
Autumn's fall
Categories:
poplars, autumn, fruit,
Form:
Verse
Piney woods, perfume the forests; sweet scents waft upon the air.
Great oaks share their strength; Popular poplars whisper lost secrets.
In the great kingdom of trees, generosity is paramount.
Categories:
poplars, nature, poems, poetry, tree,
Form:
Sijo
standing
o so tall
reaching,
stretch the
branches
up and out.
their leaves
rustling
in the breeze
glitter
catching sunrays,
releasing them
playfully
till sundown.
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on December 3, 2019
Categories:
poplars, fun, nature, summer, sun, surreal, tree, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
This house is
so quiet
(as every single house).
In the morning - with a color.
And the night - with semitones.
I'll love you - it says - in this
town.
With the benches of those in love,
with the poplars in May.,
with the rains.
I'll love you - it says.
And life goes on.
Categories:
poplars, imaginationlove,
Form:
Free verse
By the shadows of summer
I declare war on spring
Winter gave me passage
While my true heart appears missing
the sounds of the evening town
Over the poplars
The things that go missing one-by-one
make patches of muted sound, while
The things that add up day after day
Float like a watery memory
Oh what of tomorrow's sorcery
Categories:
poplars, magic,
Form:
Free verse
Birds chirp by jarfuls
in twilight dawn.
The sun could stand correction
in the hesitation of fulfillment.
The planets & stars roll off
the table of sky, plop
in the puddle of lakes serene
as maniacs in straight jackets.
The wind mumbles
it isn’t so. The unbend poplars
don’t care,
and children
aren’t children anymore.
Categories:
poplars, angst, introspection, life, seasons,
Form:
Free verse
Hills pull their blankets out
and leave bare their naked spines
permitting Junes and me
to Summer there
Streams must appear to Him
as traveling caravans
The painted leaves like prisms do
with hues of rumpled Persian rugs
All seems Persia has pulled it's banners out
and march off to the sea
Turbaned poplars and lakes like tents
Is it jocosity?
Categories:
poplars, allusion, beauty, dream, earth, imagery, nature,
Form:
I do not know?
Thou dancest amongst the
posies and poplars alike.
O how thou dost admire, so
sung the feathered choir.
Whispering breeze not of a
foolish tongue;
Though words wiser unto
inspire of.
Poesy of an internal beautician
and thy spirit which
soothes thereof love;
Caressing thy heart
beating e'ermore young.
O beloved "Faye".
Categories:
poplars, family
Form:
Light Verse
interfaces
of phenomena
rapid&impetuous
outlandish
melodies
of unchanging
light
concentrated
repetitive
transformations
everchanging
space
between
motifs
of
lilies
poplars
rivers&ponds
monumental
impressions
in the eye
ephemeral
acts of perception
convey
what is alive
vibrant
valued &visual
Categories:
poplars, art, tribute,
Form:
Ekphrasis
utterly bewildered
I stood by the nightfall
of stilly midsummer
withering away
with my
westward companion
the glimmering light
of former fears
and penitent pocketbook
faded in a distance
and the imperious presage
of perfunctory morrow
drifted with driftwood
into the vast greenish seas
then the evening was renewed
with foliage flavor
willows and poplars
entwined and enthralled
and according to accordion
divine divers live in flatlands
Categories:
poplars, dream, imagination, surreal,
Form:
Free verse
What sad eyes!
What gray eyes!
Perhaps, he has told you ,
What you - not the first with him?
Your raincoat is wet from rain ,
And your curly hair is wet.
How he could offend you -
You are so proud!
But the leaves of lindens and poplars,
Are flying as thoughts,
And a rain -
A gray sparrow
Kisses the pools.
The happiness has gone away,
And will not return any more.
No! You must believe:
and in your life
will be sun again!
Categories:
poplars, lost love, song-rain, rain,
Form:
Lyric