Short Shriveling Poems

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


The Dust of Autumn - Haiku

the dust of autumn
blossoms shriveling, leaves dry
seeds thrive underground

April 25, 2020

Jenish Somadas, Let the Pens Flow, Haiku contest
Form: Haiku


Forgotten Friend

Here I am again,
A forgotten friend. 
Wishing I could be
Important to you,
As you were to me.

Now you love him...
Life's paradigm 
is shriveling,
blackened to char.

You are there,
He, with you.
I am lost.

Missing.
Wishing.

Gone.

Premium Member Post Halloween

A unicorn's horn,
tattered and torn,
a half eaten Hershey's,
2 crushed candy corn.
The tiniest bat wing,
mummy's white sling,
skeleton's femur,
spider web string.
Witch’s silk hat,
yawn from the cat,
shriveling pumpkin,
Snickers smushed flat.

When ghosties have gone
this is the scene;
left over remnants,
post Halloween.
Form: List

Alone In the Dark

Imperfection deep inside
shatters my bandaged soul.
Shadows descend my listless mind-
Sorrow seeps into my heart;
	My spirit trickles out.

Slowly my soul is shriveling-
powerless to ebb the flow,
useless to everyone,
ignored by the world;
	My spirit has bled out.

No where left to turn-
at the end of my rope-
strangled by hopeless dreams-
all alone in my life;
	Darkness fills the void.

Mercy Living

It is still that night.

It is forever that night.

All you remember

is a party          a party

& you stoned

               not knowing

it would be forever

                        forever

like a granite cliff

above a river

immense in your shriveling—

fetus-like they say—

a reverse of birth

a slow dying

                       dying

to faint

               deadly

department store music.
© Glen Enloe  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member This Gathering of Words

I gather up my words
	barbs that have missed a target
		strewn about rose-like
			………..in beauty’s shriveling death

Inert objects …..injected….infected -
	 a self inflicted suffering -
		dulled daggers of despair
			…………..thrust into the soul of speech

This gathering of words
	aching to be free
		to plunge the bloodied pen
			………………into an unlined emptiness



©5/21/2018

theme – A gathering up my words

Let Your Pen Drip – Poetry Contest

Sponsor – Broken Wings

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