Short Realism Poems
Short Realism Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Realism by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Realism by length and keyword.
Monoku Prayers
Those who live in grass huts speak no prayers for rain, but do bless the dew…
S.Y. Eslinger 12/28/2024
Jacob don't snob,
All others died but you just limp,
Contain your ego within realism,
Obsession discards good fame,
Beware of your luck joyfully.
Jail realism in upper prison
Quarantine idealism
Organize posthumous case
Against Aristotle and Plato
Then impose your ideology
Without any ceremony
Vigour is needed
Opportunity arises
Love is shared
Unconditional is Service
Nurturing is done
Time is devoted
Excitement exists
Energy generates
Realism occurs
Form:
Hold tight to realism
For if realism perishes
Death is a rife volcano
That can not vomit.
Hold tight to realism
For when realism dissolves
Death is a land mine
Awaiting to blow.
this is what it is
blue sky sparkles in dry eyes ~
rain clouds deep within
this is what it is
pretense spreads calm shine on smile ~
fierce storm inside
Let it flow, let it flow
The Vibes
The realism
The energy
The inner most spirit of your Divine nature
Let it flow, let it flow.
©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander 2005
Epigram
I do not write lyrical poetry anymore
leave that to young hearts not damaged by cynicism,
which is poetry’s biggest enemy; lyrical poem
should be free of realism and have a dreamy quality
I'm Just Slow
Absolute Truth
Takes F'ing
FOREVER
To figure out.
Out. Out. Out.
Yes, and that needs some
Cleverer
Adjective above.
Insistent Bottlenecks.
Hang on...
I'll get it.
-Gray Squirrel
dust scent through cold trampled field whilst butterflies hung by their wings to dry
blood curled the black birds drizzle depth of dark gray sheet-apostate stealth hunt
12/29/2019
Poetry Contest: ku duet
Sponsored by: Silent One
A hypnotist within reason;
Charading as an apostle;
Crooning carefully along
Tablature of the mind.
A realism portrait,
In a landscape, never entered;
Like Moses, and the Promised Land;
A symphony never finished.
Always rehearsed.
Hetty,loved by simple Adam Bede
Yet her heart felt another need
Her head was turned by the fickle squire
With many a' consequence so dire,
Her actions set the village life afire.
George Eliot's novel of 19th century social realism-Adam Bede
Alone in a crowd, together
with you, can be awfully good.
I am a cheerful pessimist
and so clearly misunderstood.
Eloquent silence, no dull roar
and some festive tranquility;
you are my magic realism-
my comfortable misery.
IN A WORD
authenticity
in
patient
spontaneity
unpretentious
introspective
artistic
musicality
committed
dedicated
persistent
encouragement
of
honest
realism
of you
...& me
revealed
for
all
to see
Sublime reflections ,eye catching tableaux
monstich ekphrasis tribute to Dutch realism in art
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I only rhyme things I can see,
Facts irrefutably true
Like the elves in the shade of a lollipop tree,
And fairies of green and blue.
To “civilization” I’m blind:
Cities and factory smoke
Are scenarios out of a lunatic’s mind,
And “progress” and “peace” the last joke.
I only rhyme things I can see,
Facts irrefutably true
Like the elves in the shade of a lollipop tree,
And fairies of green and blue.
To “civilization” I’m blind:
Cities and factory smoke
Are scenarios out of a lunatic’s mind,
And “progress” and “peace” the last joke.
I only rhyme things I can see,
Facts irrefutably true
Like the elves in the shade of a lollipop tree,
And fairies of green and blue.
To “civilization” I’m blind:
Cities and factory smoke
Are scenarios out of a lunatic’s mind,
And “progress” and “peace” the last joke.
Trump Elevetation to Popularity
Trump popularity is extraordinary
Draws those of low income and ordinary
And what we never know
Who next on will throw a crushing blow
Attitude between ist's and ism's does vary.
This includes all ism's except realism
and catechism. Jim Horn
sun-nets:
...for realism in action...
there be
a sound of silence
as to such
natures wisdoms
they be
dated and buried
hidden in time
lists of dates
what be
such as combination
key to calendar
of poetic writings
be it
2020
2019
2018
or other?
stan sand
fresh like tomorrow
and so vibrantly alive
wild, wild vase of blooms
still brightening homes
with memories of sunshine
and the hint of scent
lovely like sunset
on red paths to yesterdays
of green butterflies
enchanting wild hearts
with their realism and grace
eternal flowers
constant reminder
the failure I am...
I can stand here and I
hear your ongoing demands...
your disappoints...
your total dissatisfaction
this realism-
your life you criticize...
back off!..
I've heard enough
my only disappoint met
is for you...
...I never was enough...
In the twilight
Of her eyes,
There was magic,
Of reflecting skies,
In the tenderness
Of her touch,
I find realism,
O so much.
And in her loving
And soft voice,
I fly to the heavens
As I rejoice.
As for her smile,
It does belong,
In every part
Of my love song.
/|\
Do you notice?
In every unreality,
People read minds.
Every lie is transparent,
They call every bluff,
"You're not okay," they insist.
As if you didn't know.
But if you deign to test
The real world,
of course
They are
Completely
Oblivious
Always
Stop reading my mind.
You make me second-guess.
Are you real?
watching the eye of a murderer
wondering how to spare a moment
waiting for the right time to commit insanity tactis
fright comes towards a supplement liar
one significant gesture of realism comes present
alert to a murder victim with no surprise
as a continuance of murder is spared
as that person realizes what's real upon truth