Short Prisms Poems
Short Prisms Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Prisms by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Prisms by length and keyword.
wafting in prisms
silent kaleidoscope dreams
birth infinite seeds
rise upon the lilting breeze
beyond clouds of star dust
Drawn to day's sunlight
Behemoth reaches higher
Shading his neighbor
Light plumbs the depths of darkness
Sending prisms of sparkles
-Each flower glitters
in morning's luster of spring
and through bright prisms,
my garden mirrors a rainbow
-of plush Aurora bursting.
Life’s prisms reflect,
your many faces.
Rainbow coloured images
mirrors of your soul
guarding your secrets are
Kaleidoscopic treasures.
Sunrays dance on waves
playful dolphins leap and dive
Shattering prisms.
Summer's surf rising from ivory tides be her light...
Reflecting from an hourglass these prisms she sways
Breaking waves their eyes conversations ladies they gaze.
crystal chandelier
with multi-faceted prisms
glittering delight
too fancy for the likes of me
or the dislikes of me
too fancy for me but beautifully accepted
S parkly flakes drifting above,
N ow turned into icy prisms,
O nto hands I place my gloves,
W inter is here with white rhythms.
Written: November 2, 2015
In the morning
without warning
tiny droplets of dew
for prisms of glass
on blades of grass
all colors amass
reflections of past.
I remember you.
Just as the dew.
rainbow reflections
fall through the green canopy
the white forest floor
lit by prisms from above
spring sun shines on winter's snow
Intevision
captivating
inter relational-relationship
blossom greatness
booming pride
ushered ties
entering the prisms shines
of the golden gates sweet by and by
12/7/18
Spring harkens the sun
Kaleidoscope of colors
harmoniously dance
Enchanting the woodland glow
An explosion of prisms pool.
5/14/12
Phyllis Babcock
for Carolyn's contest
Take Sunshine and a prism
Or moonlight and falling tears
To make colors start to bloom
Hidden magic bent to make rainbows bloom
For Parise Pariku
a setting sun cradles my chakra’s rainbow
no strings attached just pure miraculous love
crystal clear prisms etched in gem stones
epitome of togetherness in magical tantra
rainbow prisms
coaxing sun into a window
giving an old lady hope
peanut butter on an Oreo
adding extra sweetness
highlight for an eight-year-old
it’s the small things
that bring us joy
Paint in your heart
the colors symphonic
Images dancing
each note brushed with fire
Clapping and cheering
rhythmatic ovations
The prisms last opus
—concerto’s desire
(Septa R5: December, 2023)
The ball of life bounced
Right through my window
Left the broken glass
Shattered upon my floor
And the prisms gathered light
Throwing it into my eyes
And I saw the future
For what it would really become
Form:
Stained glass candles are winter's delight.
Pulsating prisms pierce frost's bite.
Shadows flap like birds in flight.
With mystery and might,
smoke lifts like a kite.
We embrace tight
candlelight
invite
night.
rainbow idea
we need prisms in prison
uplifting inmates
plaid idea
We need design on shirts
even on Fox News women
paisley idea
We need to bring back the joy of the sixties
But leave the Viet Nam War behind
Contest: Waka-Sonnet Fragment Poetry Contest
Sponsored: Sotto Poet
Date: May 21, 2026
The lens at play
A tube filled with bright players
Dancing throughout reflected prisms
Each step symmetrical
Colorful waltz
Spring
Lawn's Brown
Sprinkler Time
Enchantment's Climb
Up Shoots Clear Magic
Dancing Prisms
Water Pools
Birds Bathe
Spring
in a cavern
my petroglyph shimmers with color
prisms of inner feelings
reflecting in an underground pool
my thoughts tumble and scream
echoing against limestone walls
returning to me as a whisper
as an answer
as a prayer
Refracted light is generated
through prisms of thought
as the ideas all tie together
neatly to form one complete
write for others to read
and enjoy as they spend
their waking hours wandering
through the hallways of our minds.
Back when I was four or five,
unspeakable was my joy:
admiring rainbowed prisms
in my marble, my treasured toy.
Only in the grownups' world
was a crumpled dollar bill
more treasured than my marble
there glistening on the window sill.
diamonds strung on shrubs
prisoned gems in woven nets ~
of sunlight's prisms
beads of morning dew
captured on strings of silk threads ~
spider webs at dawn
June 6, 2023
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