Short Resemblances Poems
Short Resemblances Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Resemblances by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Resemblances by length and keyword.
Giving up,
we lose ourselves
in soft denials,
tally up bone-tinted
Kodaks – recall
brief glints of eye,
succinct resemblances
of generations.
Listlessly,
we wait
death’s domination—
cool brushes
of wind,
flutterings
of waxen wings
& last breaths,
dusky, distant
as the webbed
membranes
of memories.
Categories:
resemblances, death
Form:
Free verse
Vivid sketches,
a parade
of resemblances,
canvas afloat
before my eyes:
expressionist
impressionist
abstractions
locked forever
in time:
the familiar,
the muddled or
befuddled
inventive
imaginings
before me file,
to stay awhile
and truncate my day:
I contemplate
and marvel
the many things
to me they say
Categories:
resemblances, art, imagery,
Form:
Verse
Born into family
Resemblances I see;
Expressions, looks, the eyes
And hair, it is all there;
Traceable D N A
Whom I am; it will tell.
Ancestry tells me,
What will become of
Me in the future;
Whom I was, days past,
Prince or pauper, I.
Heritage is
Amazing biz;
No turning back;
The die was cast.
Still for me
I’ve yet to
See that which,
Truly
explains,
Me.
Categories:
resemblances, family, feelings, how i feel, philosophy, science,
Form:
Diminished Hexaverse
Each needle on the pine quivers
happily in the mysterious wind.
Clouds flutter across the great blue
sky with illusionary resemblances.
Birds chirp, "Come outside and sit awhile.
Spring is finally here!"
Bugs buzz through the sun-warmed
grass with each step.
Rabbits hop lazily to and fro with
their ears up and their eyes bright.
Brilliantly colored kites accumulate in
the voracious sky.
And the birds continue to sing,
"Spring is finally here."
Categories:
resemblances,
Form:
I do not know?
Sometimes It seems
like I can still feel
the rhytm of your heartbeat
Going up and down
together with mine
In its meek and deep
beat so sweet
I melt in
As does honey
in my cup of tea.
So I blame them honey bees
for my weakened, falling knees
for wanting to kiss
you while the night
shades the day
in its repeating way
out of our resemblances.
And in my silence
I pray to the trees
nurturing the flowers
for them needy bees
to let me feed on
the feel of your heartbeat.
Categories:
resemblances, love,
Form:
Free verse