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Short Sestina Poems

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Short Sestina poem by daver austin| Details |

Christmas City

windows smile in Christmas City
humbug with no place to go

Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by Robb A. Kopp| Details |

Breaking to Black

sons never came back…
dawn breaking naval attack
ships sinking to black

Copyright © Robb A. Kopp | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by jan oskar hansen| Details |

family affair

Family Affairs 

Uxorious 
Devotion to wife 
Dotingly
Submissive 
Sounds like a serious offence 
In the dictionary 



Copyright © jan oskar hansen | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by jan oskar hansen| Details |

sad sextet


 Sad Sextet. 


Rainy day 
Wet dog on pavement 
Looking in
Seeing me
Sit by the cosy fireside 
Ignoring its plight. 


Copyright © jan oskar hansen | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by shane solomon| Details |

Pro Choice Without a voice

My seed, I must admit I never even once wanted
Sitting unreallisticaly, at a doctors office
Waiting for my name to be called and to terminate this

Copyright © shane solomon | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by jan oskar hansen| Details |

slimming

Shadorma (slimming) 

Low fat cheese
Tastes like rubber soles
For weight loss
I eat it
Abusing my true taste buds
 And I am still fat
 


Copyright © jan oskar hansen | Year Posted 2011

Short Sestina poem by Fatima Hasan Zaidi| Details |

AN UNHIDDEN REALITY

I hate my deeds & 
everbody hates me
It's a fact and I know it
I am a burden so heavy 
I am a curse so dark
I am a person , i'hv bones
Not just a reason to 
throw stones

Copyright © Fatima Hasan Zaidi | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Messoh Vincent| Details |

WILL IT

Will I ever know how to write
Will you ever know what I wrote
When I was idolized and free to write?
Will it ever come to be eternally
That in the grave fore I lie
In the world I never die?

Copyright © Messoh Vincent | Year Posted 2016

Short Sestina poem by Ronjoy Brahma| Details |

Sangina

Happiness be like the flower of my heart
Knowledge comes in soul
Surprised to see in the world.
The problem of the world to fight
Suddenly be scared in life comes strength
Feet be with hope has freedom.

Copyright © Ronjoy Brahma | Year Posted 2016

Short Sestina poem by Muzahidul Reza| Details |

As The Danger So The Savior

Though the attackers are many in number
The escaper is courageous and clever
So the attackers have failed to harm that
The escaper has befooled them in fact
Though the danger is dense and severe
The Strategic Manager is called the Savior.

Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | Year Posted 2016

Short Sestina poem by Muzahidul Reza| Details |

Be Zealous By Patriotic Zeal

If patriotism really is in brain and mind
All superstitions, crimes instantly go out
Let's grow there the great patriotic zeal
And we do never ourselves lively kill
Real patriotism makes us really great
Fake one makes narrow and hypocrite.

Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | Year Posted 2016

Short Sestina poem by Suresh Iyer| Details |

Tree and me

Sitting under a tree, old and grey
No flowers to bloom, leaves falling down
Birds desert the nests, no one to play around
The clouds are around, they hold no charm
Gave shade to many, no one to shade us
Waiting to fall one day, are we made for each other?

Copyright © Suresh Iyer | Year Posted 2010

Short Sestina poem by Andrew Crisci| Details |

TWO STARS IN A CHILD'S FUTURE

Choosing a faithful woman to fulfill this fate
to bring forth a baby with a loud scream;
sweet cry so innocent piercing air and soul,
touch him tenderly: he is the fruit of our seed!
May his faith shed light on doubt and darkness...
let's hope that his deeds and words will be fine.

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2014

Short Sestina poem by Andrew Crisci| Details |

THINNING HAIR

Despair...
limp hair
falling:
screaming!
A cure...
for sure?

Quick-fix...
Rogaine!
Who laughs?
Who cares!
I'm young,
not old!
  
Ladies
notice...
dark suit,
white shirt:
free-way 
to joy!

All stare...
fanfare:
not hot
to perk?
Petty...
not me!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2009

Short Sestina poem by Jennifer Marie Oliver| Details |

Sestina

I have cat that wakes me.
At night when she wants a pet
She determines when it's time.

Why does she choose the time?
I'd like that time to be chosen by me.
When I have to pet.

A cat that determines when it's time to pet.
I think she thinks she owns me.
I think she owns everyone's time.

She does own me cause I pet her on her time.

Copyright © Jennifer Marie Oliver | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Zack Dicks| Details |

Class Divide

Poor  men  with  wealthy  lives  are  low  dead
Dead  and  poor  low  mens  lives  were  wealthy 
Wealthy  dead  with  lives  poor  were  low  men
Low  and  wealthy  men  had  dead  poor  lives
Lives  low  remembering  poor  wealthy  dead  men
Wealthy  lives  are  dead  those  low  poor  men
Poor  lives  are  dead  those  low  wealthy  men

Copyright © Zack Dicks | Year Posted 2012

Short Sestina poem by daver austin| Details |

BOWLING FUN

BOWLING FUN

Bowling can be fun
But – ball in
gutter?
Ball point reaches
pins

12 strikes – perfect
game
No strikes – dirty,
rotten shame
Ha, ha, aint this
fun?

Have another beer
When you can see
twenty pins
Bowling can be fun

My wife has beat me
She only weighs
one-twenty
Bowled her weight
plus ten



      .  
        

Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2014

Short Sestina poem by Julie Alcin| Details |

Dying Heart

Stabbed in the heart, I’m starting to bleed
I’m becoming cold as the touch of death
Yet I don’t want to say goodbye

Painful word, insane cry, sweet goodbye
Pain pounds on me as I bleed
Thumping me until I reach death

Life is being drained by the angel of death
Forcing me to say goodbye
Suffering the more I bleed

Yet even as I bleed to death I refuse to tell you goodbye

Copyright © Julie Alcin | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Julie Alcin| Details |

Rather die than feel

Sometimes I wish that I would die
Or destroy my emotions so I don’t feel
Especially when I’m being choked by pain

Nobody loves me; they’re laughing at my pain
I swear they want me to just die 
No one cares about how I feel

If only I can ignore everything that I feel
If only I can demolish my pain
Will I only heal after I die?

Sometimes I rather die than feel this dreadful pain

Copyright © Julie Alcin | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Barbara Gorelick| Details |

The Wonder of Books




Since the publishing of the first book
Man has held this treasure in his hand,
A bit of magic bringing a new friend.

No limit to the wonder of this friend,
Between the pages of  your book
All the wonders of the world in hand.

The pleasure of holding in your hand,
Each time cultivating a new friend.
Adventures between the pages of a book.

He who has a book in hand, always has a friend.


Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Abdul Malik| Details |

Ingredients of Life

What's a sweeter gift than love?
What's the greatest wealth than hope?
What's a richer state than faith?

It behooves you to live by your faith,
And keep aflame the spirit of love,
Woe befalls him who derides hope:

Nothing is drearier than a life bereft of hope,
And he's a lost soul who's without faith,
But unfortunate is he of all who's without love.

All is lost when one loses love, hope and faith!

Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by kash poet| Details |

In Your Blue Eyes




Let me come too close to you now so close that I can hear every breath to be lost in the depth of those eyes. Let me kiss your emerald eyes that sea in which my boat is lost now, before sinking,whisper of your breath. Just for once mingle with my breath, just for once in your emerald eyes with its love,this heart wants to sink now. Now my breath grasping in your blue eyes!

Copyright © kash poet | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by Amanda Sullivan| Details |

Bluebell-Judicious being

A shade of Turquoise,
Vibrant and lengthy,
Smooth like blueberries,
Thick like quilt,
Wrapped in ribbon,
Neatly and tight.


Eyes like pandas,
Big and bold,
Lashes like spiders,
Most are new,
Some are old,
Like my big red luscious lips (or so I am told).


My big frame and stature,
Is not a match for you,
My retro fashion sense,
Vintage like me,
I'm happy with just flowers,
Gerberas red, pink, yellow and green.

Copyright © Amanda Sullivan | Year Posted 2014

Short Sestina poem by MariaDiding SajSam| Details |

Thinking of You


Thinking of your smile makes my day,
So inspired to write a poem of what I feel,
Can’t take you out of my mind my dear.
 
In my heart you are my love so dear,
You always make a brighter day,
I hope you really know how I feel.

When I wake up every single day,
I look at your cool picture my dear,
My contented soul shows for what I feel.

You complete my day, I feel so happy dear.




February 24, 2013
For Andrea's Contest
9th Place Winner




Copyright © MariaDiding SajSam | Year Posted 2013

Short Sestina poem by evan bowen| Details |

Columbine

That tragic day the school bells tolled
in April nineteen ninety-nine:
the massacre at Columbine,
the rage of Harris and Klebold.

Some say that Harris was a cold
and grandiose young psychopath,
who wished to show the world his wrath:
the rage of Harris and Klebold.

Some say that guns should not be sold.
Some blame it on deep discontent.
Can we predict? Can we prevent
the rage of Harris and Klebold?

That tragic day the school bells told 
the rage of Harris and Klebold.

Copyright © evan bowen | Year Posted 2014






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