Short Public Domain Poems
Short Public Domain Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Public Domain by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Public Domain by length and keyword.
The Ink Stick
. for public domain
Rubbing ink calms the mind
so hairs may glide,
to bequeath
long lasting lines.
who thinks he knows everything
does not even know what he does not know
until the others find out
and that it is public domain
. for public domain
Rootin' Tootin' Putin
can't get enough of shootin'.
The world is puttin' down it's foot,
'n giving him the bootin'.
Unflattering Echoes
.for public domain
My echoes return
from barren canyon walls,
absent of the flattery,
I often seek from mirrors.
. for public domain
To blossom
is the best account
flowers give of themselves.
Whether or not
there appears another
is the work of bees.
Mired in a quagmire
Of quicksand and sin
Why not forsake rayless
Dusk for the eternal
Dawn of blissful Bodhi?
All rights released into Public Domain
Split Decision
The world may be troubled by its grief and toil,
but our kettle for tea is on the boil.
. for public domain
Amita Buddha
The Light of the Western Land
Of Ultimate Bliss
All rights released into Public Domain
. for public domain
A sullen moonlit silhouette,
inscribed upon her tombstone.
"My prayers were never-ending",
so it read, "Oftentimes,
I shed my tears alone."
Give me a rocky barren stone
And I will make it lush and grow
Crops and flowers and sugarcane
Fine pleasures that all seek to hold
poem released into public domain
. for public domain
Kind words
flow through windows barred,
seep through concrete walls,
rise under prison doors.
Wanting only a hearing,
they glisten when we listen.
When the moon retires its gleam,
And sunlight shines upon the dew,
Do you rise from bed anew?
Or slumber on in a waking dream….
All rights released into Public Domain
Let us drink to this
Ancient windswept stone, the pearl
Of Atlantic sea
All rights released into Public Domain
Petty Theft
Abandoned on a dark and dusty shelf,
a part of her forsaken self,
not forgotten, but a misbegotten
treasure of a stolen Christmas elf.
. for public domain and petty thieves
. for public domain
Her clients would generously tip her,
though she showed naught at all with her zipper.
She had plenty to hide,
revealed only one side,
She was a champion mobius stripper.
This is the free and public domain Art Calligraphy version of my new poetic/liturgical translation of the Heart Sutra:
https://archive.org/details/heartsutra2018
I hope you'll all find it enjoyable!
If deathless prose there be, forsooth
In poetry lives on more truth
Through life in soul which outlasts all
Whose breath is life, and death is small
As stone will claim what bones remain
And all ends in public domain
. for public domain
Passing memory of Mr. Williams
Choose to grow a single flower,
orchid, daisy, what you will.
Pot it in a wheel barrow,
and roll it up a hill
for all to see that it may say,
"Look at me! Look at me!"
. for public domain
Once treasure stored in sacred troves,
now ashes in abandoned stoves,
and yet we look for Phoenix rising,
renew a flame uncompromising,
so we may seek in storm and rain,
to gather treasure once again.
In Amida’s Pure Land
There is a sea of blue,
And upon its tranquil hue
Adorn millions of lotuses,
Each gleaming with a
Growing dream,
A dream for Bodhi,
And blooming Samadhi!
All rights released into Public Domain
. for public domain
May memories of our time together
last longer than the flowers' bloom.
May the labors of our work together
last far beyond our destined tomb.
May stories of our lives together
weave well onto Heaven's Loom.
Unassuming breeze
Refreshment for the weary
Anxiety blown
Walking swiftly, windswept hair
Wonderful, free of worry.
Public Domain
Suzanne Hoschedé, daughter of Hoschedé, second wife of Claude Monet (1868-1899)
A butterfly landed on my thumb,
visiting for half an hour.
It drew from me my perspiration,
and I some passing inspiration,
that we may be brave, and fierce, and strong,
yet gentle enough, for butterflies, to graze upon.
. for public domain
Co-authored with Anne Dietrich
. for public domain
Everyone likes kisses.
They are very nutritious.
They're full of vitamin see.
They're good for you and me.
Everyone should have a kiss;
A daily dose will do ya.
Did you "see me kiss ya"?
. for public domain
Each teardrop from her cheek,
bore her grief,
and grazed the coffin near the altar.
The grange hall chapel was so quiet.
A few hollers away,
on her porch,
she weeps beside an empty chair,
in shadows of tall grassy knobs.