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Short Scythe Poems

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


Time Brings Her Scythe
Time shall
Bring her scythe
To mend the fields of wheat...

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Categories: scythe, imagination
Form: Free verse



Summer's End
Waving fields of grain
Await the harvesters scythe
Heralds summer’s end...

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Categories: scythe, nature
Form: Haiku
O' Dark Tool of Death
O' dark tool of death
Silver, shining scythe of souls
Severe sinners souls...

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Categories: scythe, death
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Ready To Cut
hearty winter wheat
growth stands ready for harvest
scythe keenly sharpened...

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Categories: scythe, imagery,
Form: Haiku
Death Harvest the Light
Death swings
Her scythe
Through
Tall fields of wheat
In this
August light...

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Categories: scythe, imagination
Form: Free verse



Scythe
A sigh
through silent grass 
at noon, as knee-high green 
falls down in tangles. Then again
silence....

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Categories: scythe, nature, on work and working, seasons,
Form: Cinquain
Premium Member Idle Hands
Idle hands at work
			the devil making hay…
						dark shadowed scythe waiting.



John G. Lawless
©5/19/2019...

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Categories: scythe, evil,
Form: Monoku
Shadow of the Scythe
I finally let my breath out, relieved that the scythe had come and passed, only to turn away and fall down the flight of stairs....

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© Luke Irwin  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scythe, death, life,
Form: Free verse
Rich Harvest
Rich Harvest



oats ripe for reaping

yield under the sharp scythe blade

sheaves of golden grain





Idyll-haiku-seasonal...

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Categories: scythe, nostalgia, seasons
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Seasons of the Mind
spring is a hopeful bud of pink 
summer is an ice cream truck bell
autumn, the red flag on an empty beach
winter wields a white scythe of hell...

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Categories: scythe, life, nature,
Form: Free verse
City
Making the scythe weep
for a less willing dead.

My acres live inside
a cast of ignorant Birds.

The gradient sinks its teeth
into glass and fame....

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Categories: scythe, hurt, society,
Form: Couplet
O Waiter At the River Styx
Oh waiter
at the river styx,
striking down the might and meek.

Thou scythe
is camped outside my door;
waiting...
as with us all.

To take the good ahead of schedule....

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Categories: scythe, death
Form: I do not know?
Persian Scythe
Plucking my oud's sacral strings
her felt fingers glide across my neck
the goblet drums' frisky clicks
like an oasis nestled in the desert
Persia's striking sonority slices me like a scythe...

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Categories: scythe, allah, arabic, god, islamic, music, nature, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Silage
the 
     meadows
                   harbour

wild flowers
                  and
                        sweet clover

bows
         before the
                         scythe

  © Harry J Horsman 2019...

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Categories: scythe, environment,
Form: Senryu
Premium Member Life and Death
Life erodes the body; riding its waves, leaves one drained. Spirit’s education, is wear and tear; the mortal is cut short. Beware the reaper’s scythe; the scalpel of death, cuts swift and clean.
...

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Categories: scythe, death, life, poems, poetry,
Form: Sijo
The Grim Reaper
The Grim Reaper


Scythe-wielding right hand
His demand is always met
Your death a touch of hand
Black-cloaked no face to see
Full time job guaranteed 
Mythical strange creature 
The first and last you will ever see...

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Categories: scythe, death,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Power of Death
The ghost with the cloak
stares coldly with no eyes
causing lids to shut
life thuds on land
his scythe steals souls and vitality
by the millions
creating profit for his red wine cellar
and in the end
he will stand on top...

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Categories: scythe, dark, death, deep, grave, horror, truth, wine,
Form: Free verse
Love
Love
is like lively rivulets 
meandering through
valleys and meadows
merging into the sea,
like myriad stars
illuminating the heavens
dazzling the firmament




~Word Vision Poetry II contest
   by Vermillion Scythe...

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Categories: scythe, love,
Form: Free verse
At the End
A scythe leaves, a 
trail of grains.
There was no exit plan

        *

for the grass. The 
sparrows, will come 
for a reunion.


        *

A water pipe leaks.
A crow bends down 
to get the answer.


Satish Verma...

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Categories: scythe, art,
Form: ABC
Wheat
Steady lads
You're the farmer
You're the scythe
Sharp like a knife
They're the wheat
Stalks in the wind
Steady boys
They come again
Time to reap. 

4/17/14

Author's note: The battle of the Wheat-field, Gettysburg, July 2, 1863....

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Categories: scythe, death, imagery, war,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Come the Reaper
I know I’ve not always been good He’s here with his scythe and his hood I said you’re too soon He said get up goon And harvest this hay if you would
3 June 2021 Sponsor: Line Gauthier Contest: Bite size poem No 4...

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Categories: scythe, fate, humorous,
Form: Limerick
I Have Eyes But Cannot See
"I have eyes but can not see"
...said the man who slew his Saints
Cold a heart of mass complaints
Misled by his misery

And the angel said to him
"If thou wish to regain sight
Sacrifice thy soul with light
'Less thee scythe be Reaper's Grim"...

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Categories: scythe, life, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
Excuse Me
Slice through the silence,
Scythe made of beads of time
How will we know the sound that silence makes
When all is done
Reality ripped from unreality
The last ear listening for the last wave
Silence at last but naught to acknowledge
the unending sound...

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Categories: scythe, poetry, rainforest,
Form: Free verse
Dread
Fear the tap upon thy shoulder

Dread it more as ye grow older,

It will come, there's no escape

It bears a scythe, and dons a cape.












Entry for
Poe-etic Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
18/2/2020. Placed 2nd....

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© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scythe, death, fear,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Death
Damned death, does it dilly-dally,
darkening doors then squirm pass by.
Disfavor of blood dark alley,
doors impassable; man, to die.
Dressed in a shroud, clutching a scythe,
dimmed soul as it began to writhe.
Dread fills the desolate valley.


6/6/2018...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: scythe, death,
Form: Verse

Book: Shattered Sighs