Short Recount Poems
Short Recount Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Recount by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Recount by length and keyword.
Trump claims he was chosen by God
To eliminate voter fraud
Electors beware
Trump's minions are there
"Correcting" each vote they find "odd"
Categories:
recount, corruption, political,
Form:
Limerick
filled blurry eyes
this embrace
old view prevails
stoical
by recount
shuffling selves
hadn't we known
truth mattered
then it crawled underneath
and died
Categories:
recount, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
I recount the nightmares from Heaven
I cling all of them tight between my fingers
For this is my home this despair I have
For I cannot fling it to someone else.
These are my desires and my pains
The nightmares I dream for you.
Categories:
recount, dream, fear, hurt, night, prison,
Form:
Free verse
George walked past the throngs
Straight to the pier.
It had been a long day
And he needed
To digest it all, to recount
time.
To remember love again.
To catch it
In the air.
His large hands on the wooden rail,
Julie came to mind.
Categories:
recount, love
Form:
Free verse
Why would I silence my eyes for the night
And surrender to slumber
And a fractured patchwork of pictures,
When I could let them recount
Each electric detail of the evening just past
That I spent in your eyes, on your lips, on your heart?
Categories:
recount, introspection, love, time,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Prolonging the inevitable
Wanting this feeling to linger
Succumbing to the infallible
Feeling like we're strangers
Staring at me w/a dormant gaze
Your heart lost in a haze
Wanting us to recount the days
When we were happy & in love.
Categories:
recount, lost love, miss you,
Form:
Free verse
Secretly I cherish each moment
Serenely I wish for a renewal
Whimsically my adornment sways with the breeze
As softly and tearily I recall each past liase
Sweet serendipity completes this abysmal morrow
As I recount my blessings despite my sorrow
Categories:
recount, dedication
Form:
Couplet
Pale daughters of a certain age
are crestfallen when it snows
Still they recount the footfall
of the hardy walkers
Fog holds a certain allure
as they ponder their morality
But frost strikes at their sails
as they acknowledge their foibled hands
Categories:
recount, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
President Donald Trump will not concede
Sure Biden lost, and he was in the lead
Demands a recount;
Says it's a miscount,
Not to mention the bizarre tweets he keyed
Contest:Out On A Lim
Sponsor: Joseph May
11/18/2020
Categories:
recount, humor, political,
Form:
Limerick
it only takes a crack of light
to write of her, my true delight
to recount the times she was near.
to paint a picture of her, my dear.
to pen poems about so rare a beauty
seems more a privilege than a duty.
it only takes a crack of light
to write of her, my true delight
©SamHarty
Categories:
recount, love,
Form:
Rhyme
I look upon her purely angelic face
And recount her recent devilish ways
Only four yet a handful already!
Her words make me smile
Her frown draws a laugh
The more I laugh the larger she frowns
How could I laugh at her impish moans
How lucky am I to behold this charade
Of my four year old and her parade!
Categories:
recount, daughter
Form:
Ode
At the cross roads i stood,
Bedeviled with indecision
But i must travel one path
A making or marring decision,
I snubbed the throes path
For the greener and grassy path
Have been on this greener path
For a century, only to be trapped
In staccato doldrums,
I shall recount to my offspring
The folly of wrong decision
awoh awoh
Categories:
recount, life,
Form:
I do not know?
I hide in the shadow
of another’s fear
so the voice may go away
And then left
inside an orphan’s silence
to recount every wordless day
To walk a path
that another breaks
under a dark forbidden sky
Crying those tears
by another made
—my pen bereft and dry
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Categories:
recount, fear, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
The wind hears many secrets
As he blows at his election.
Only a hearer at best –
He mulls them over and again
But doesn’t repeat or think aloud
For there are too many to recount.
The wind also has many lovers –
Appreciating the trees –
Caressing the flowers
And cooling warm cheeks
But preferring to roam –
Blows away to a place unknown.
Categories:
recount, places, silence, wind,
Form:
Rhyme
There’s no amount
Which does not count
In an account…
Yep, no amount
Sellers discount
And while recount
Your whole story
Fail to glory:
Place in praised sky
For being Quite High…
Don’t pressures mount
After discount
For more from Fount
Or self soon count
The Badly Bluffed,
His wish rebuffed…
Discounts fetch smiles;
Who gave went miles!
Categories:
recount, anxiety, betrayal, care, money,
Form:
Rhyme
Fold-count-recount and refold the puzzle in my mind- the map in gold dust-whose memories-flying lamps-exploding light bulb chaos-Edison's memory
Everywhere and nowhere-whose is ?The soul of things-intuition from the lining that I do not wear- purified from my bones I was thrown into a bell jar
The lid was closed-the room was folded: The mirror was broken in my mind. Darkness. BLIND SPOT(…)
Categories:
recount, symbolism,
Form:
Free verse
Polymath Siren,
her flower returns
New stirrings to write
new melody to learn
Renaissance memory,
its present announced
Freeing your psyche,
past-future recount
Polymath harlot,
love pledged again
Petals now varied,
spread from within
Bouquet filled enigma,
here until gone
Leaving always one seedling
—to finish her song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Categories:
recount, flower, song,
Form:
Rhyme
Carefully I slip my favorite ring off the finger we shared,
Looking at its reflection as I gaze off into the mirror.
I gently rub at my finger and recount the years it was there,
I cant help the feelings as my reflection sheds a tear.
Memories and images that really of should been here,
But I can't recall enough times that you were around to hear.
Or to even care what became of you or where.
Categories:
recount, computer-internet, lost love, love, passion,
Form:
Light Verse
If Paris Hilton wrote poetry
her poems would be smart, not dumb
They would not skim the surface
of her glam life
recount her escapades
but dig deep into her isolation
They would employ complex ideas
sophisticated diction
unusual images
She could easily be Mrs Dalloway
beyond her socialite persona
or Emma, with that dignified gaze
There's depth in those blue eyes
gleaming under the flashbulbs
Categories:
recount, celebrity,
Form:
Free verse
Rotten Smile
(18/08/08)
I was having my walk today
Watching over the beautiful park
Sweeping the landscape of clay
With my eyes then I saw you there
Giving me your rotten smile
I always imagine someone else
Hugging me, smiling at me
Neither you nor your rotten smile
The hard reality couldn't even recount my pain
I'm stuck with you
Your rotten smile haunts me down
ever you realize that you are rotten to me?
Categories:
recount, husband,
Form:
Free verse
Out on the heath hies a lady in white,
Riding a giant toad;
Who is that woman, luminescently bright,
Spurring her steed on the road?
West Country witch whom, legends recount,
Transformed her man with a spell:
Cuckolding lover, she made him her mount—
Unclad, she straddles him well.
Reptile croaking along on the path;
Lady, equestrienne witch,
Whacking his scaly skin with a lath,
Hopping each brook and broad ditch.
Categories:
recount, fantasy
Form:
Verse
“Abe, easy Dee, effigy, eight chives, Jake, ale, Em,
any hope, peak you, arrest a ewe, feed other ewe”
ex-wife said
she certainly SPELT it out!
he then went on to reCOUNT
“When, too, furry forks, fave socks sieving, eat known tin”
and there was something oddly familiar about it all
when ex-husband and ex-wife spoke their nonsense
Categories:
recount, divorce, fun, funny, humorous, imagery, nonsense, word
Form:
Light Verse
Pack the horror away and store it deep inside
Bury the diary in the backyard half a meter deep
Shred every single photo; cast them to the wind
Set fire to your memories; never let them see you weep
Don't recount your past to anyone, no matter they be close
Clench your teeth together; there's no such thing as hope
Get married, bear children, go to work each day
One dark night they'll find you ~ hanging from a rope
Categories:
recount, fear, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Polymath Siren,
—in a flower returns
new stirrings to write
new melody to learn
Renaissance memory,
intrudes unannounced
Freeing your psyche,
past-future recount
A Polymath harlot,
all love pledged again
With petals now varied,
and spread from within
Her bouquet filled enigma,
is here until gone
Leaving always one seedling,
—to finish her song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Categories:
recount, muse,
Form:
Rhyme
The suddenness of desertion,
the emptiness of time
Abandoning each moment,
as clocks strike their chime
And wherego the hours,
once used and cast off
Are there auctions and markets
for each second that’s lost
And who’s to recount
the old wishes unprayed
With days ever changing,
and voices relayed
The end a beginning,
the beginning an end
To drift in its circle
—time never respent
(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)
Categories:
recount, time,
Form:
Rhyme