Short Settle On Poems

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


Drifting On the Wind

The snowflakes drift upon the wind
And settle on the windowsill
But also on the winter winds
Comes the sting of winters chill
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On Words

Writing about writing is cheating

But I do it still

In the dark

Letting the desk’s dust settle on my vocal chords

Vibrating in a quiet moan

Premium Member She's Gone

a single owl screech
breaks the silence,
the Hunter's moon
waxes blue
ice chills the aging bones-
blowing on the east wind
flurries ,fine and dry
settle on her grave.

October Sky

grasses and trees stay calm
under the dark sky
at dusk

as sun moves to the west
birds settle on trees
night comes

silence broken
movement and noise from the pond
crawlers awake
Form: Haiku

Highlands

Beneath terraced mountain peaks,
Where stars reach down like sequestered cousins,
And the land is split by silvern rivers,
The first tentative seed heads of snow
Settle on the sered treeline.
© Tom Ledger  Create an image from this poem.


Willing

I just need to undo all those horrible possibilities…

And choose one that is not too condemned. 

I can settle on a future that reflects my abilities. 

So that I can be willing instead of restless.

Free Someday

Scars settle on my wrist, recording all my pain
Blood seeps from the new cuts, flowing gently from my arm
Tears running down my face, as I choke back my sobs
Someday I will be free, from the pain that chains me
© Ruine Wren  Create an image from this poem.

Random Thoughts 1: Face wash

I wash my face twice a day
Once vigorously
As if I am exercising demons
Residing in my pores
And once gently
In circular, sweeping movements
Like I am washing away the crust of tears
That have come to settle on my cheeks

Lighting Bugs

Lightning bugs, they Look like they have a blazing fire inside them, they will never hurt me, they will never make Me cry. Fireflies, like 1000 little flickering stars have Come to Earth, They comfort me as they settle on the horizon.

Race To My Heart

damn butterfly's
you are not helping
I'm still confused
My heart lingers between them
unknown is the direction it will go
I feel the butterfly's
when their eyes settle on mine
now the question is
who will make the first move
come get me boys
make me yours

Premium Member The Illiterate Goose

In the field across from me,
a sign as plain as it can be.
“Oats planted for the birds”, I read.
The flying geese pay it no heed,
and spying a stand of winter wheat
they settle on that crop to eat.
It’s testament to the absurd
a farmer puts up a sign for birds.

Premium Member Spring


Sweet spring succeeds severe snow time,
Sublime season of plants rebirth,
Sunshine mild and warm greets the land,
Seeds and flowers sprout from the ground,
Sweet-scented scents pervade the air,
Stars and silver moon vie to please,
Smiles settle on every faces.
Form: Pleiades

Butterfly's Death

To love you forever is such a long time
To love you while I am alive is of lesser time 
I am your butterfly and you my unicorn
I fly from flower to flower and never settle on one
As your butterfly I want to rest on my unicorn
In time I may or not, who knows 
Only death is certain, then only can I rest
© Sasha Rubi  Create an image from this poem.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Stunning Springtime

Bright butterflies love warm weather
They sometimes settle on beautiful blooms
Tall tulips, pretty pansies,
Lush lilacs, see vibrant visitors.
Little lambs drink mum’s milk
Then gambol gaily on green grass
Flora, fauna of scenic spring


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Sponsored by Joseph May

05/14/23
Form: Verse

Premium Member Autumn Alouette

Autumn Alouette

Autumn slips away -
Pearly mists of grey
Settle on the scarlet leaves;
Fields now seem forlorn
Gone the wheat and corn
Bundled into golden sheaves.

Daylight seems to mourn
Passing days and storms
Umber glories litter streets;
Crystal frost now plays
In a pumpkin haze
After days of solstice heat.
Form: Rhyme

Love

The day that we became to be
Been nothing but amazing to me
You make me feel complete
And no other feeling can compete
You are my shining start
That I gaze at from afar
Reminiscing our love
That can be represented by two doves
Are we truly meant to be?
We would have to wait and see
If we are settle on a date
To spend our life together eternally.
© Nancy Phan  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member My Soul At Sunset

With a golden smile, I lower myself; then slathered out like apricot jam, I brighten on the horizon until I glow bittersweet. Flaming coral, I now settle on the beach. Yielding to night, my soul slips into sea. April 16, 2020 for Chantelle Anne Cooke's Slipping Soul Sunsets Into The Sea Poetry Contest
Form: Etheree

Premium Member Ways of Providence

He stood, arms, legs, outstretched, seemingly biding
in that lambent light against, darkening grey
where summer heat and storm are oft colliding;
in some time, the rain will come, yet not today.
Ancient dust will settle on his naked breast
slowly bake between the Sun and human sweat;
as his shadow slowly shifts from East to West
he knows, again, his payers have not been met.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My Future Is Today

My Future Is Today Miracle Man 9-1-2023 Often, mind’s found in unwanted places, and I recall a face but not the name. Time has been kind and left a few traces, but still sometimes I will often misname. I try living life one day at a time, But sometimes my thoughts settle on the past. I don’t make many plans beyond bedtime, for today’s sunrise just might be my last.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Quatrain

Footprints

It's winter time. Frosty, snowy, magical. You're walking along a path, treading lightly, jumping over snowdrifts as if you were carried by the swirling particles. Snowflakes settle on your coat, like crystal hair clips they decorate your hair. The warmth of your breath brings the air to life and your footprints - light, carefree, joyful remain in memory forever.

Premium Member No Anchor For Rancour

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vexed to gall no anchor for rancour remains no safe harbor for grudges on crutches nor bitterness born of regret's aftertaste for we agreed to differ, with our bygones forgone to move on to settle on a calmer, sheltered shore, where rancour's chains and anchors hold fast no more and we'll ride out the tempest with sails lee-bowed or on ashore let it be, let it be, let the rancour be done!

Pigeons of thoughts

The Pigeons of Thoughts
The pigeons of thoughts fly in joy
only to settle on the ground.
My heart beats with joy like a child
to scare the pigeons,
to see I am in control.
The sun watches my childish play.
It is a witness to my rise and fall,
very much like the pigeons.
I capture the scene
and imprison them in my mobile.
So do my thoughts,
which fly high
and come back within me.

Written by
Suresh M Iyer

Premium Member But Love Still Endures

But love still endures
Of that be sure 
Quiet your mind 
unthink those thoughts
Settle on this
Devotion is a thirst unquenchable
Add life's savory sauce 
But love still endures
We move on 
A bountiful quest for more
Galore love no less with
Lusciousness it appears from
Looming but still endures Assuming 
with reason and grooming.
It endures renewing.
With quiet charisma.
And placid crescendo 
It endures.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Thanks

Thanks! Such an outstanding gifT

However, small the courtesy- witH

A way to express, via words, or A

Nice acknowledgment by a deed iN

Kind gratitude; or settle on cheeK

Sincere commendation with a kisS


June 25, 2020

~1st Place~
Contest: Thanks Acrostic Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
Judged: 06/20/2020

Double Acrostic
Form: Acrostic

A Smile To Blush, Petrarchan Sonnet

To see you flash a smile to blush
Small twinkle in your eyes of green
I look and want for that scene
Watching from my hidden brush
I think I might have a crush
My heart overflows and teems
Can this lust ever be weaned
I settle on your desk like dust

An inkling you must have old friend
I’ve seen the way you stare
I’m trying to look back at you
Reciprocate what you send
Glancing back, am I that fair
Pasdiin is always a dare.
Form: Sonnet

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