Short Refraction Poems

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Premium Member Crystals of Light

Gossamer breath borne Infused with God’s refraction Of MORNING sunlight spring © Apr 26 2010 For Raul’s “Nature's Breath”
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Fulton-Refraction

T  H  U  N  D  E  R
T  E  M  P  E  S  T
S  H  I  N   I  N  G
S  H  O W  E  R  S
H  A  I   L  I  N  G
H  E  A  V  E  N  S
P  R  O  M  I  S  E
Form: Shape

Premium Member Haiku Rainbow

sunshine and showers
reflection and refraction ~
a colourful arc



Written March 8th 2018
For open hakiu contest sponsored by Mick Talbot
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Refraction

The dividing line 
Between shadow and I 
Lies between the twain 
Set upon a mirrored surface 
That itself does contain 
Some differences 
In reflective 
Surfaces.

Hegelian Refraction

Expelled again from cosmic matters
The fool consults his satellite
Eager to shred to tatters
All ambition to fight
Structured tyranny
Rolling over
Civil minds
Without
Fear
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Nonet


Premium Member Glassy-Eyed Refraction

Glassy-Eyed Refraction

There was a sweet girl of pure glass.
Met a merry man with no class.
She’d shattered this bloke.
He drank til she broke.
Both attended funeral mass.

7/6/2017
Form: Limerick

Rhythm of a River

Ramon
Ramirez Rey
rolls. A rural river
reaching for sea, he reverses
direction. Each wretched refraction may
wreck his rustic orthography.
Injun giver, would say
Ramirez Rey 
(Ramon).

Premium Member Refraction

 
Refracting morn's light Aurora Borealis Beauty touched spirit Sunrays pierce trees through forest Moment captured forever
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire Contest: Forest Lights
Form: Tanka

Premium Member The Poets Refraction of Headline News

The bending light from the headline
News
As it enters my optic
Nerve
Resonates from eager
Fingertips
Coursing to my
Cortex
As the crisp crunch of
Paper
Crackles in self
Satisfaction
The pungent wisp of fresh
Paper
And strong
Ink
Refract
A
Poem

...I can touch



05/12/13
art

Refraction

Though Time has dwindled me to motes,
My dust remains in sunset’s light—
A pattern faintly forms and floats
Discernible before your sight.

Indefinite and vague, yet there,
A wisp of what I was persists
Split-second long upon bright air—
Then vanishes in violet mist.
© Steve Eng  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Rainbow

Refraction of light when
Rays of sunlight pass through
Raindrops sprinkled by clouds
Reflections behind drops
Release hues of magic 
Rainbow iridescent
Revives hopes to rejoice


Date: 04/15/2021
Submitted for: Pleiades R Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Form: Verse

Premium Member Synergy

One plus one
does equal three,
the cumulative reward

Melodic syllables
form musical composition.
Word sings.

Letters' colour spectrum
against a white backdrop,
font promotes aim.

Sense of shared purpose
of the whole, by the whole.
Pride in communal achievement.
Form: Other

Be Careful of What You Wish For

Once when a fresh faced young girl named Mame,
    Who had a face-lift, when seeking fame.
    But the mirror's refraction
    Gave her no satisfaction.
    For her visage, portrayed an old dame.

    11 / 7 / 2022.
    Sponsor Tania Kitchin.
    Howmanysyllables.com
    For a Limerick contest.
Form: Limerick

Rainbows

RAINBOWS

Newton spoiled it all for me.
Rainbows were obviously 
God’s colour spree
He splashed about with glee.


Beauty was their strength and attraction.
Now it’s all just wavelength  and refraction.
 

Thank  God  though
Newton never saw  the glow 
Of  ice bows and fog bows 
I can still enjoy their shows.
Form: Couplet

A Wondrous Arc

A wondrous arc, I beheld

Perfection in its form,

From what hand, or artists brush

Was such beauty born.

The teachers tell us what it is,

Just raindrops and refraction.

But my romantic heart,

Sees heavenly interaction.








Entry for
Rainbows Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
24/10/18. Placed 9th.
© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Colour Palette

Evening sky artist's pallette, shades
of the flickering candle flame.

Scintillation, Iridescence
light's refraction makes the perception.

Yellow, orange and reds compliment
Each other in perfect harmony

Complimentary colors blended
pleasingly to the artist eye.



Written for Brian Strands contest --Intervals.
thanks for the challenge!!
art

Inception Valentine

opposite poles tune attraction 
contracted manifestation
questing abstracted refraction 
passions spin and spar ~
penetrating fallacies deep
climax stellar tasks in gem sleep
chemistryprem pulls, hugs and shrugs bleep
and yet here we are …

 

            
[ Third Place Win : Premier Contest : Feb 26
Honorable Win : All Poetry Contest : Feb 26 ]

Premium Member Osmosis

Listen to poem:
Osmosis 
David J Walker

		the explanation 
drinking from 
a warm and loving
labyrinth of redemption

perception
		reflection
refraction 
		thought 
in action
		perfection
the cost
		lost to
inflection
		misdirection
rejection
		disaffection
contemplation 

		of subjection 
retroflection

for the only one
		worth losing

 to the notion
of falling to

the osmosis
of love
Form: Rhyme

Elimination

ELIMINATION
Crocodile swallows body of human,
Devil kisses her organ.
Poisonous snake licks human.
See here perfect reflection.

 Vessel wants to touch barren of green valley.
Poisonous snake touches lingerie.
Devils forget lineage means ancestry.
See there refraction of sympathy.

  See tears of crocodile.
 Sigh of devils.
Poisonous forget to kisses.
 Keep my love and sympathy where no trace of Devils.

Saroj khan[sakha]
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Prismatic Refraction

Delineation By symbolisation As the uttered word Finds all hearts stirred By the power of vibration Coloured by their interpretation As of purity of their being In resonation feeling Marked by intent With will bent In surrender In wonder Co-creating By experiencing Stirrings in the heart Wherein cognition starts Anew at each given moment Heightened by stillness quotient 12-October-2020
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Seasonal Refraction

My being is a mirror of the cold. Flows through me, like wind and mold. Flakes that can fly, bite, and hold. The beauty of clear winter evenings unfolded. Snowfall is enhanced by the trees exposed.  When lakes freeze, the kids shift to rink mode. We omit each item from the scold. However, we do not know what winter will hold. This is the real springtime prize foretold
Written: December 03, 2022
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monorhyme

Prism Sky

When the Earth’s star rises,

 I see you.

 When the mountains swallow the sky,

 I taste you.

 When the waves kiss the clouds,

 I feel you.

 The blue sky is my ocean,

 in its sweet expanse

 and nebula wisps.

 And you are the prism I behold,

 a vibrant band, iridescent.

 The ark that stretches toward the horizon,

 from end to end, infinite.

 Refraction and reflection, your halo,

 cascading vapors of light and love.

The Circle

A natural shape, has just one side
No corners in which evil demons can hide. 
The circle is endless, its simple yet strong,
A place we can all fit, it’s somewhere we belong. 
Our eyes see the world, circles in three dimension,
Reflecting, refraction, aiding our comprehension. 
No start or finish, the circle unending, 
Spiralling turning, like the lark ascending. 
Circles encompass all manner of things, 
Join us in our circle to give your soul wings.
Form: Rhyme

Nirvana Known On Approach

Master of sparkle, sword flung hectic 
Diamond burdened by prominance 
Elements nestle alternate perspective 
Reminder to find subdued reticence

Asserted facets swing, pushed to relent
Forces aligned beam counterpart division 
To Father darkness diamond owes a debt
Brilliance exists with shadow's permission

Spectrum developed by coinciding 
Refraction sends panes of rainbow 
Travel appreciates eventual arriving 
Target recognised by archer's arrow
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member DESTINY

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The cracked acorn gleams in Simon’s paws~ not prophecy, just refraction through last week’s stolen garden ornament. He squints at blurry futures: pecan groves drowned in floods, three-legged dogs chasing slower squirrels, a blizzard hidding every buried nut. Disaster! Simon panics, scrambles up bark, forgets the vision, spots a hazelnut. Destiny tastes better salted.

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