Short Raids Poems
Short Raids Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Raids by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Raids by length and keyword.
Coyote
coyote
raids garbage can
urban pest...
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Categories:
raids, animal,
Form:
Haiku
Thief
another bear
raids convenience store
exchanges chips...
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Categories:
raids, animal, humorous,
Form:
Senryu
Nature's Raider
Brown bear
raids convenience store
beats picnic basket...
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Categories:
raids, animal,
Form:
Senryu
The Raider
coyote prowls tonight
searching for careless cats
raids garbage cans...
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Categories:
raids, animal,
Form:
Haiku
Aurora Borealis
mischievous twilight, raids the cosmic crayons - green and red missing...
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Categories:
raids, color, sky,
Form:
Monoku
Broom Warfare
These walls conceal an ugly war
Kitty litter raids my floor
This tidy home I'm sworn to keep
A rugged broom's a tiresome sweep
Three cats are such a chore...
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Categories:
raids, humor, humorous, pets,
Form:
Limerick
Afraid of Panty Raids
There once was a cat, a pretty young maid
Who was deathly afraid of panty raids --
She had a breathing lapse
Then completely collapsed --
The cat coroner found out she'd been spayed...
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Categories:
raids, cat, silly,
Form:
Limerick
Trees of Green.
Trees of green
Flowers of bloom
Clouds of vapors
Streets of gloom.
Earth of wonders
Skies of gold
Sights of breath
Hands of fold.
Dews of dust
Thorns of flesh
Raids of blood
On fingers of trust....
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Categories:
raids, nature
Form:
Lyric
Trees of Green.
Trees of green
Flowers of bloom
Clouds of vapors
Streets of gloom.
Earth of wonders
Skies of gold
Sights of breath
Hands of fold.
Dews of dust
Thorns of flesh
Raids of blood
On fingers of trust....
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Categories:
raids, imagination
Form:
Lyric
Hagar the Horrible
Here's an ode to Hagar the Horrible!
His raids on castles is deplorable,
And yet despite constant strife,
With his long-suffering wife,
How can she suppose him adorable?
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved...
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Categories:
raids, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Rapture
Rich rapture raids
Ask ample aid
Prize pretty plots
Treasure true thought
Urge unzips use
Reap riddle ruse
Earn easy etch
Feel funny fetch
Realise rich race
Etch each embrace
Expect each end
Sense stillness send
Leon a Enriquez
10 September 2016
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allegory,
Form:
Alliteration
Disaster
Faulted earth quakes, level land breaks
Serene sea swells, tearing tsunami strikes
Devastation a devil descends unpredicted to devour.
Tough times tremble, shaking sky raids
Hibernating hopes break, awful agony abrades
Disaster a distress destroys unabated the lives dire.
September 1, 2017....
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Categories:
raids, angst, earth, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Humanitarian Aid
Remember America’s humanitarian aid
to Germany’s Nazis
and Japan’s Kamikazes
during daring WW2 raids
Funny, I don’t remember it either…
But I know the reason
giving aid and comfort to a terrorist enemy
is properly classified as treason
...
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Categories:
raids, america, care, prison, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Acrostic
Set swift sure say,
Attest apt aid;
Craft charms crude clay,
Rich rapture raids;
Echo each end,
Dream describes day.
Glimpse good grace grand,
Lavish lines lay;
Intent inks ire,
Meet mystic mind;
Ply profound pyre,
Seek sacred signs;
Effect end etch,
Sense succinct sketch.
Leon Enriquez
08 December 2016
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
Scars
Sparkling stars spread
Rich rapture raids
Dance dazzles dread
Apt answers aid
Such scary scars
Moist murky mists
Such sacred stars
Gain glimpses gist
Broken backs brown
Bright blood bleached black
Feel fumbling frown
Sense stumbling slack
Dread dangling dead
Frame fuzzy feel
Ransom rest red
Wild weary will
Leon Enriquez
23. At 2018
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
War-Time Memory
WAR-TIME MEMORY
During air-raids in London, we would huddle under the stairs, Mother, Brother and I. Minimal protection against a direct hit, but something. I would feel Mother flinch when one landed nearby. But not me. My worry was spiders.
Safe under the stairs
Not concerned by falling bombs
Afraid of spiders
26th June 2020
A Memory Contest
Sponsor - Line Gautier...
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Categories:
raids, insect, war,
Form:
Haibun
Tip-Toes
and I forgot reading love in the diagrams
like constructing great space ships
we fear it’ll never finish
and so
lancing us into the stars
though how rich life is
in every petal
even over the screen of imagination’s furnace
burning in roman-candled air-raids
forcing the power of our own love in front of us
as the only real and almighty staggering truth
as sought in tip-toes
for poetry is tip-toes...
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Categories:
raids, lifelove,
Form:
Free verse
Primal
Feel fluid fancy
Dance deep dreamy
Feel force fleeting
Be bright being
Price primal pain
Grace gathers gain
Lift lofty lines
Fluff floating fine
Word wild writes well
True troubles tell
Rowdy rude raids
Petty pride paid
Laughter leaps loud
Play pretty proud
Name new notes nigh
Hurl happy highs
Ink inner ire
Feel fuzzy fire
Leon Enriquez
06 November 2017
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
Flowers
Flowers
flowers awaken my senses
with pleasant breeze
think of a photographical
snapshot in BC
the aroma
raids the youthful haven
listening to the trees whistle
as they purge the droplets of lillys
bees seem envisioned with a circular motion
the petal drops
the desired motion
the constant rotation
the angular potion
the wistful incantation
Written tonuhalan13/04/06/Thurs....
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Categories:
raids, nature,
Form:
I do not know?
Sparkle
Apt ample aid
Rich rapture raids
Live lovely lines
Feel feelings fine
Love lingers loud
Precious peace proud
Seek succinct say
Wise wondrous way
Craft clever cheer
Niche nature near
Verse vibrant voice
Ply pickled poise
Seize sanguine stay
Prize pretty play
Mind moments meek
Success soul seek
Daze dazzles draft
Craze comforts craft
Leon Enriquez
13 July 2017
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
Precipitate
Feel fools flush
Big bright blush
Meet mad minds
Frame fresh find
Deep dread dead
Ripe roar raids
Trash thrills thought
Ply poor plot
Glimpse good gone
Meet mild morn
Storm sweeps soil
Bleak blaze boils
Treat torn taste
Watch wealth waste
Light looks loose
Notch nice noose
Void vets veil
Seer sets sail
Trite tale test
Words waste west
Leon Enriquez
09 November 2016
Singapore...
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Categories:
raids, allusion,
Form:
Alliteration
Apache Kid Outlaw
He was rsised in New Mexico
and became feared more than Geronimo
The army enlisted him as a brave
to track down other braves.
Accused of many crimes
he escaped many times.
He led many raids
with his four braves.
He didn't trust his tribe
so he stayed on the outside.
People say he died
in a fight with soldiers
others say he died in his cave.
Even ranchers claim
to have killed the brave
down in New Mexico way
after a raid....
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Categories:
raids, history,
Form:
Sonnet
India
India
by Nandlal K. Pancholi
AIDS and raids and RDX dunes
Bell-hop cops poor politic's peons
Daud philoo Memons macabre dons
Maul megapolis all perilous pawns
Harshad hotshot handsome hero
Bofors pay off probe by Nero
Riot-hit state of riot-hit cities
Parrallel perennial animosities
Political parties pelt at each other stones
common man woe-ridden groans and moans
Over disputes hot House adjourns
Path to progress strewn with thorns...
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Categories:
raids, inspirational, philosophy, places,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
Thoughts of Elation
When I stare at the sky, sight fades,
Stunning view blitheness, and people
Hoist the tape to grasp strains and wades,
When I stare at the sky, sight fades.
Now butterfly is apt for raids.
How do they live? I sigh with lull,
When I stare at the sky, sight fades
Stunning view blitheness, and people.
Written: January 23, 2022
Triolet Poetry Contest 160 Words or Less Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger...
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Categories:
raids, analogy, anxiety, appreciation, beauty, butterfly, nature,
Form:
Triolet
A Poem
Does the willow know?
Does it feel the wind?
Are those just random gestures
Or is it telling me something
As it bows?
Can it know it will never be a tree?
Does it care that the dove knows
There is no branch for him
And passes overhead
To the oak instead
Who hides the nesting wren?
Her clutch of fragile babes
A cradle for her to keep them in
Hid from the prowler’s raids
T’is the willow
So Mr. Oak now you see
It’s together we make a place
For all of nature to be
Whether or not you are a tree...
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Categories:
raids, nature,
Form:
Free verse