Short Prime Poems

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Poor Prime Minister

Shri Lal Bahdur Shasthri,
Not only one time Prime Minister of India,
But also a PM since his birth,
PM,poor man,I mean!


acceptance

although
our love died
my hopes will linger 
stubborn and destined to fail
until the sands of time blast her from my mind
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member southern belles - edited

beauties
unruffled
on a steamy day
float in boats rowed by their beaus 
white silken hands folding their fans at sunset

Premium Member Success

success
will not rest
at wind up  but start
pulled back in the bow awhile
seraphs linger in ride’s resist then fly high

I Am What I Am





I am 

what I am 

a woman of love 

created by God himself  

no amount of slander can change my nature


Premium Member Steppin' Down

farewell
stepping down
less one this ticket 
empathy for our country
the torch is passed, age has revealed its sly self
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member an act called cetacean stranding

when paired
pilot whales
choose one mate for life
a monogamous linkage
survivors will beach themselves when their mate dies

Premium Member Fare Thee Well

there are
merciless 
words that shatter joy
falling with tears of farewell
as sorrow’s wayward ghosts come fleetingly home

ATTENUATE

ATTENUATE

     A wee dram of malt whisky is savoured neat ~ attenuated with ice cubes for those petite.

     8 / 11 / 2026.

Time Prime

Rich nothing to match
Giver like a philanthropist 
From where come income?
To give to all not few to live
Prime,precious time!

Premium Member The School Yard (Prime)

School
Recess
Run outside
Playing with my friends
Tether ball, Hopscotch, Jump rope
First we learn then we burn all our energy
Form: Epigram

Premium Member Cold Comfort

I drink
myself dumb
grief is a cold rock
ice melts in a glass like stones
neither my life nor your absinthe have been neat

Premium Member Progression

city
finds busy
wheels rotate on roads.
deals stir like ripples in minds.
since centuries, life rolls on with progression.

Prime

Brilliant petals kissed
by such wispy mist
bow to Earth's splendor
without surrender
to share life's perfume
in delicate bloom.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Prime-School's Out

On
the green,
teams often
numbered seventeen,
our jumpers placed as goal posts,
such after-school football now a long-lost dream.
Form: Bio

Premium Member melting nights


July's
melting nights
stars dripping silver
puddles of clandestine heat
seeping into the scant cracks of summer shade

Premium Member morning grass

------
stencils
of dawn's grass
trace a hallowed climb--
as morn in display unfurls
I gaze at sprouts ascending in godly light

Friendship (Prime)

Young,
Friendship,
Forever,
Secure in the mind
Though may be short lived in time.
Because of peer pressure, they may flush closeness.
Form:

Premium Member Spectral Splendor


dew crafts
crown on grass
gold flakes fall with leaves
fire furrow paves garden path
gilded trees adorn autumn’s spectral splendor

Premium Member soft flow


listen
in silence
gentling hues, soft hope
singing from the stars, the night
gushing, glowing, song’s subtle showing, God’s light

Premium Member poetry



sculptured 
soulful words
are our endless streams
quenching mountains and plains’ thirst
as golden pens glut the barren lands with songs
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.

Nasty Weather -Prime Haiku-

Weather gets nasty the wind blows so strong snow is being whipped around, whiteouts. Copyright Cynthia Jones Mar.26/2008
art
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Generalizing People Is Ridiculous

all whites
democrats
Irish or Scottish
Not ALL, philosophers think.
All Japanese, all Chinese, all Indians…
Generalizing any group is ridiculous!

Premium Member Women Meet For Lunch

women
meet for lunch
laughing and talking
giddy to see each other
and believe it or not they do this monthly
will this continue when one of them dies?

Prime Steak

The steak he ordered was prime
And he covered it quickly with lime
His tongue twisted and turned
His lips even burned
Causing him to sing a nursery rhyme
© Daisy Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

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