Short Sharpe Poems

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


Premium Member Orange Pumpkin Sat

Orange pumpkin sat Upon dining room table Sliced by long sharpe knife "Twas spicy brown on inside Frosting and icing cream cheese
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Parallel

A night of astral castle building 
This illusionist skin became sag
Dropped fleshed , Sharpe human
Abhorrently mirror transfixed 
Naked in her bathroom,
The nectar calling
Dreamed spiritually with a mouth
Remembering last nights sleep
Mother made with love
Daisies in Jell-O, militia told to eat
Sickening me with pedal-taste

Unaware of Charity

In the darkness of my closet 
I lay on my back...crying
Orange Handled knife in my hand...heart racing
Shapeless emotions coursings through my mind
Tear drops...salty salty tear drops fill my ears
Cold Sharpe knife prickes my already damaged skin
My closed eyes pop open
The knifes drops to the floor immediately
The front door opened
...mom came home
I didn't cut that night
Thanks mom.
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Autumn

Autumn is a frozen church
We wait at heavy doors
That smell of rust,

Not a Moon cold enough
To be called heartless
Or breathclouds of old steam

More an estuary of
Dumped mist afraid to ice;
The taste of wax on your lips,

A frame of hair round a
Hatted face, out steps as slow
As if we must tread water,
 
You are ice and rain and
The first crystals and even
More than this, beside me.

(for Carl Sharpe)

Tongue of Death

Sounds coming from thy mouth
Bring death and destruction
It is not man that kills but the tongue
Who orders man to a war of death

Sharpe as a two edge sword once said 
How powerful a few words can be
We follow like sheep to be Slaughtered
Through words and the stroke of a pen

The tongue is a weapon we all have
Some use it with kindness others kill
Spit out your words wisely with love
Use them with kindness not death
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Premium Member Robin's Winter Song

In the clear winter air, Robin sings Perched on branch in hawthorn tree Sweet melody such happiness brings Feeling the song is just for me. Sharpe eyed aware eyes so bright Curious friend shows me no fear Red-breasted robin joyful sight Garden constant throughout the year. Pleasure gained is my reward Sight of winter tranquility Hawthorn tree does daily afford Moments of nature's simplicity.
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Form: Rhyme

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