Short Sclera Poems

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


Premium Member A Lim on Sleepless Nights

There was once a grand dame named Sara
maledicted with hyperactive sclera,
but the even heels of fine-treading rain,
laurel leaf tea & lavender from Spain 
would cease her state of Chiroptera.


Premium Member I R I S

The smell of an iris flower is like
A clean whiff of Gulf breeze,
Independent of clinging debris.

The iris is prissier than a rose;
More colorful than carnations
It is guardian of the pupil in you,
Ask the sclera.

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Premium Member The Encyclopedia of You

I am reading your autobiography, the encyclopedia of you
  yet I remain a student of your sclera
     a pupil of your pupils
       a Vincent of your irises


An excerpt from the poem "A Strange Galaxy" submitted to the 
Liberum Divisa 8 Poetry Contest
Today's date: 16 Nov 2021
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Fun

• Blue eyes with a red sclera • Lashes as yellow as the sun • He always saw the world differently • I figured he was just having fun • He would jump the fences of school playgrounds • And spend hours on the swings • There were even instances where he broke into classrooms • And steal some of its things
© Salmon Oid  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member THE MOON

See the full moon's bright eye,
Use her as guide.
Imagine her sclera, pupil, and iris
Capture in colors you see fitting on a clear evening.
Cut out her yellow yolk of an egg
Reveal just albumen as if to mix in potent drink.
Look at the moon, it is a silver balloon
Suspended high up in space.
Feel the moon, it is a heavy ball
It is holding a patient's leg in traction.

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Premium Member Things Could Be Worst

Magnificent gifts
Equals luminosity
Of one called the Sun

Red rivers run smooth
Flowing to mesh with life's pool
Gifts reservoirs cool

Sclera of twin orbs
Posing where the whole world looks
Foes surface like crooks

Blue veins quiet streams
Where the heart is, you have been
Though obscure you're clean

Blue skies white nimbus
Red silent sun simmering
I've angered no one.

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Form: Haiku

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