Short Readable Poems

Short Readable Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Readable by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Readable by length and keyword.


Love Pixie Post the Most

Are many things about a pixie post,
That we love about them the most,
Are readable,
And incredible;
They were written by perfect host.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member A Fan For My Muse

I need to write a happy ditty,
One that's readable and witty
I've been sitting here for ages
Scribbling rubbish on pages and pages
Muse has fainted; what a pity.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Review Aug 15

My kind of poetry I must confess (sans capitalisation punctuation & visual recitable.. a ' unique happening every reading)... from a very creative readable poet.Savour the moment
Form: Prose

Three Word Acrostic Contest Example

Three Word Acrostics

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© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

Map Making

Death has nothing to say,
there are no readable maps,
only a journey
penciled-in upon a blank sky.

Imagination colors itself,
builds its own truth.

Eventually we must draw our own maps.
Time waits for us
      to remember.


Close Your Eyes and Listen To the Music

Close your eyes and listen to the music,
Coming from my semi-precious soul.
If you touch my dream, you`ll make me lose it.
Go and go on falling like a stone.

My sharp tongue is not for summer flowers.
I am buttoned as my moon is left.
And your long-lied letters lacking vowels
Are not readable but being kept.
Form: Rhyme

A Crook of a Cook

After a momentary look
And a longer one I took
At the size of her ordered wood,
While I, still stood,
I surrounded that our cook
Is some sure crook,
Her motives a completely readable book,
Her inner spirit reached with my hook…

And in her spirit saw I not a spook
But upon what I stumbled thrice shook:
I’d swear at a shrine A crook of a cook.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Class Notes

~ Class Notes ~

Bills don't jingle
  Coins aren't single
Hermits don't mingle
  Diets don't Pringle

Fingers can't fingle
  Though pingers oft pingle
Wingers wings' wingle
  When Bilinguals lingual

No, dirt floors haven't shingles
  Nor mountaintops dingles
But the snow still tingles
  The beard of Chris Cringle



 ~ Transcribed into Readable 
      Form by A. Stew Dent

Premium Member Infernal Income Taxes

The mickey mouse instructions were many,

   Trying to figure tax to the penny.

      From the very beginning,

         My clueless head was spinning.

            'Twas as readable as Kazakstani!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved

"The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax!" Albert Einstein

Entry for John Freeman's "Famous Einstein Quotes" Contest
Form: Limerick

Wind Peacefully Soft

Wind peacefully soft
Begins to steadily waft;
Life is colorful,
The Next Man wonderful.

Security is stable,
Killers uncomfortable;
Their aforethought readable,
Every move predictable.


Where there could’ve been riot,
The clamorous are quiet;
No more of The Abusive,
Less of the Laughter Derisive.


Evil is no more presentable
Nor vice understandable;
Nature keeps image rebranding
At corners Angels standing!
Form: Rhyme

N I G E R I A

Oh! 
Nigeria..
A 
loving 
country.
Good 
people, 
great 
Nation.
Blessed 
with 
natural 
resources. 
Oh 
brother,
Give 
me 
a 
feather-
pen 
to 
write 
with,
a 
paper 
clean 
and 
shining 
to 
fill 
up 
full 
with 
rhymes, 
with 
good 
ink 
from 
the 
cuttle 
fish 
to 
write 
it 
bright 
and 
readable,
And 
you 
keep 
your 
eyes 
awake 
to 
read 
about 
my 
country 
NIGERIA.
And 
as 
you 
go, 
Take 
care
Form: ABC

IS THIS THE STORY

The sequence of events
Lead me to believe 
That love exists
The sequence of drama
Lead me to believe 
That the story is readable 
Who could have thought?,

The sea speaks in tongues 
Are you listening?
A profound word
The birds mumbles the unknown 
Can you relate?
To the truth
Who could have known?,

The sequence of events
Lead me to believe 
That lies exists
The sequence of drama
Lead me to believe 
That the story is yet to begin 
Who could have thought?.

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