Short Riding Poems

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


Sunrise

sun crimson blush of sky at edge of sea horizon erupts its reflection riding waves touching sand
Form: Ninette


Premium Member Waves

sinking like a deep breath a gasp upon the shore riding the waves of long goodbyes ©SamHarty
© Sam Harty  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Riding a Mule

Riding a mule into town....
Or is it riding me?

There is a new prospective for you.. 
One you never see. 

Darrell
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Thanks God

God I feel
So close to you
When im 
Riding high
Or down low
I know
You will always
Stay by my side
And I thank you
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.

Tunnel of Self Love

When a narcissists riding of
The tunnel of love is planned
He’ll want to sit alone in a car
So he can hold his own hand
Form:


Tandem Reflections

riding in tandem
rocky roads
feel less onerous

29/09/18


'Biker's dozen contest'

Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Clerihew Barrett Browning

To Elizbeth Barrett Browning
invalidity from riding did bring
Putting aside this tragic hurt
she elope to marry her Robert
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Riding in a NY City Cab

radio blaring
new york city cab driver
many near misses

horrified riders
being jerked and terrified
in backseat praying
Form: Senryu

Ride the Same Wave

Riding the same wave

I feel like 
I'm riding 
a wave of realty
And it's 
difficult to find 
anyone 
on the same wave.
Form: ABC

Winter Comfort

The big grey blanket, Meets riding damp from forest mist, Such winter comfort (C) 2016 PJ Bayliss
© Pj Bayliss  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Tick Riding the Wind

Tick riding the wind Spotted fever from above.... On wings of a leaf © aug 30 2010 For Ricks Leaf contest
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Dont Blink

don’t blink

riding this little now
a ripple catching light
atoms in a dance with life
holding wisdom tight


8/27/2020
Form: Verse

Premium Member Riding the Waves

His love rode the waves and reached the shore of her awaiting embrace!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
    16 February 2016
Form: Monoku

Premium Member The Manipulator

riding artificial waves – he exploits her alternating moods 


 For Monoku Contest sponsored by Silent One.
 Placed 2nd
Form: Monoku

inherently errant AND evil

The cursing blank 
pages held
traces  of
knavish hooded

knights riding

forward for the
sake of
scum un-
godly kings.
war

Premium Member Clerihew Boccioni

Umberto Boccioni,a futurist was his call
died horse-riding,from a fall
his art usp a flickering blur
a moving image was his spur
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Saddle Sore

While riding my bike down a lane
I felt an incredible pain
I was astraddle
Without my saddle
That's something I won't do again!
Form: Limerick

Symphonies and Symposiums

Today, while riding the bus,
 I met a rider who's an ambidexter. 
He's definitely not a wuss, 
& he said he lives in Mt Chester.
© Ivor Kos  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Heard Them Coming

I heard them coming.
Cowboys in the wind today.
Heard their horses too.
The pony express riders.
Riding from the bowels of hell.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Infinity

Caught your guarded gaze,
it happened in an instant; 
You’re infinity;
Riding this deep connection, 
as I melt that ice with you.
Form: Tanka

Harley Healer

Straddling iron beast
Rumbling pipes, vibrating seat
pavement disappears
wind whisking troubles away 
Riding, soaking up some rays
Form: Tanka

Premium Member The Flight

My soul took flight on a cloud
Riding this chariot with the wind
Singing praises above the earth
Praising God for his majectic work

Premium Member Jewel In His Crown

The
romance
of his life-
city of his
dreams-
a
fairy
tale theme in
a lyrical
light.


Ekphrasis-Couple Riding by Kandinsky
art
Form: Lanterne

Three Leaf Clover

I was riding a round in my truck
When I ran over an Irish duck
While holding a clover
He knew it was over
He simply ran out of luck
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Great Grand Father's Sky

we saddled up
wild bronco clouds
riding them high and
riding them proud
this spiritual journey
through the great
grandfather's sky

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