Short Ruby Poems
Short Ruby Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ruby by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ruby by length and keyword.
i wander back home
a ruby scarf on the hook
the mirror holds light
winter waiting at the door
i stand before going in
red ladybug crawling on my polished shoe
spring ruby ~ black dots dance
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March 26 ]
Rolling ruby rivers reflect
Recovered roses' refined respect
Releasing reborn, renegade rainbows
Redeemed regret rarely regrows
7/21/22
Collum Lune Haiku 3/5/3 words
ruby-throated hummingbird
drinking tiger lily's sweet nectar....
heat dries dew
sipping sweet syrup
ruby throated hummingbird ~
flower flutterer
August 23rd, 2020
Haiku - Color With Alliteration
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Those lips
Colorful
Seductive
Voluptuous lips
Are they meant for words
Or for tasting
Come
Let me place
My lips
On your silent
Offering
Form:
ruby jewelled throat
shimmers over purple bells
olive winged wonder
August 17th 2018
5-7-5 form checked with how many syllables
I carry inside
A ruby where my heart is
It’s very precious to me
It beats as my heart
Belongs there for a reason
For our sweet passionate love
Russell Sivey
A ruby
is a precious abstract value
spiritually creating endless joy to the one
holding her tenderly
not a single tear
not a single scar
in all the decades to come
after the first kiss
ruby-cold winter~
I wander old rooms searching
for what once felt like home;
the mirror keeps reflecting
the one regret I still hold
Oh sis
Who would have known
You would leave me alone
Such a dream came to me lastnight
We stole a ruby and took flight
As we ran we laughed and giggled
Now your gone far away
The red ruby
I'll keep
My heart shaped ruby wishes to be loved and excepted,
Shining brightly for a single affection by one adored man,
Noticed and caressed has given the luster gleaming joy.
Entry~Catie Lindsey~Stoned Contest
jade morphs into gold
gilding amber ruby leaves...
treasures of autumn
(Haiku)
09/10/2022
Autumn in Nature - Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Used How Many Syllables
Tiny little Ruby Throated Hummingbird
Outside my window sill
At the feeder drinking your fill
Being guarded by daddy on the hill
He's hoovering over
Guarding your evey move
Trying to protect you
From every cat that's got groove
Form:
My dear darling Rube,
Just think, if you were
smokin' a doob
The poetic miles you could cross...
Yet your talent is there,
And I know just how rare
And I know that you care,
And now for words, I am at a loss.
Thanks, your fan, tom
A ruby that’s red with fire
Brought about sweet love’s desire
There’s no other that’s higher
Sweet ruby red fire
Russell Sivey
My birthstone for July is a ruby!
Entrant into Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver's "~ Flowers or Stones ~" contest
1/13/2012
A bouquet of orchids for
My
Princess
Growing and glowing into
Full
Bloom
My Lady, my Princessa only
The
Best
My daughter, my Ruby; a gourmet
Of
Orchids
My love for you has no bounds
An
Orchid
For
My Ruby
(Written 20/07/2015)
Form:
A bouquet of orchids' for
my
Princess;
Growing and glowing into
full
bloom
My lady, my Princess, only
the
Best.
My daughter, my Ruby, a gourmet
of
Orchids.
My love for you has no bounds,
an
Orchid
for
Ruby.
(Written 20/07/2015
Glinting red and flashing fire,
Very beautiful and desired,
Carrying redness to extremes,
Glittering in pale moonbeams!
White diamonds flash such sparks,
Causing awed whispered remarks,
Pale with colors like the sun,
Making a splash, then long gone!
So, you want that ring?
For you, a potion in Spring,
One dead spider, can of fizz,
Boil with roses, no need to tizz,
Cool and sip, O ruby lips,
Bewitch that man, O shapely hips,
This is the right cauldron, my fave,
My witch's parlor will be your save!
Travelling the world,
Seeking the mystical poetess,
No Tomb too dark or scary,
No too evil Nazi so wary...
This Jewel must be returned
To the Soup Treasury....
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amend.
These tornadoes that shred me,
twirled on
knowing you’d one day
haunt my ruin;
use my mind for a peephole,
step lightly over my hill.
Blond curls a choreography
of sunlight and days undone.
Slim legs binding blood
to a wounded feline hanker
and a tin thin regret
Could that ruby-throated hummingbird be God?
Fanning smiles-igniting sighs in brief thimbles of time.
To help temper the graying emptiness of our swirling lives.
Then just as quickly God flits away with our pinkish sighs.
Leaving twin pits of black and blue endless emptiness.
Winged words of milk chocolate melody
Her gift of soul of ruby song rang
Inside me like charismatic cherry cobbler-a blackberry bell
That pure poetic power
Never will another fuchsia flower
Envelope our hearts with Whitney's divine uniqueness
You are healed, perfected diva, by The Potter Who made you
With a ruby we’re blessed.
It lies beneath the breast.
It is our heart - love’s domain.
However, it’s the mind
where memories we find -
precious pearls stored in the brain.
Love’s ruby has great cost,
but with no pearls, we’re lost!
Heart dies when memories wane.
For Dr. Ram Mehta's Balassi Stanza Poetry Contest