Short Shroud Poems

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


Patiently Waits-Tanka

Dried up surroundings
Everything barren and dead
Under winter shroud
Yet life is alive beneath
Patiently waits to sprout forth
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Broken and Bowed

timber ~ echoes loud
             silent treetop in the clouds
               crashes from its shroud 

By
David Kavanagh
Form: Haiku

Couplet

Oh Death, I know, will come to me as soft as a windswept cloud,
But despair and disappointment will surround me like a shroud.
Form: Rhyme

Couplet

Oh Death, I know, will come to me as soft as a windswept cloud,
But despair and disappointment will surround me like a shroud.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Shroud Wrapped Around the Corpse

a time of sadness a time of mourning a death a dark shroud over the realm
1//30/2017
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Soft Silver

Moon doesn't pose Covered by fog's soft silver shroud Sun hasn't touched rose
The Trilinea
Form: tristich

Death

Oh Death, I know, will come to me as soft as a wind swept cloud,
But despair and disappointment will surround me like a shroud.
Form: Rhyme

Veil

wispy dawn rising
ethereal flute of light
lances the vaporous shroud

spiderweb glistens
an intricately woven
and intangible beauty
Form: Sedoka

Premium Member Disappearing Moon

Disappeared?  Moon on the wane - by...a shroud?
just a cloud... and some rain.
I know I'll see her again
on this sylvan, country lane.
Form: Englyn

The Stripper

As stripper I wasn’t too proud
A part of my life still in shroud
What gutter’s about
If e’er I had doubt
Put it on came shout from the crowd
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Flushed Face of Morning

.                   
                 a feverish sun

           lifts the shroud of meadow mist

             dawn wakes with bright eyes
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Can you hear me now?

Amtrak with equipment’s endowed
Each car comes with stainless steel shroud
Yet my quiet ride
Was sadly denied
By announcement volumes too loud
Form: Limerick

Premium Member shroud of clouds

 hov’ring shroud of clouds
only God can prune a storm
         levitate vortex
   angels release petrichor
hanging sheets…mothballing hail
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Zen mode

fallen ego’s no longer proud
for we have cloaked it in love’s shroud
our bliss drenched heart feeling complete 
standing alone whilst in a crowd
Form: Rubaiyat

Shroud of Wisdom

No matter how bright a star is
It becomes futile and useless 
If it cannot share its glow 
For bigotry suppresses its flow


September 19, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Live Light

night’s shroud drapes the woods
swarm of firefly swirls around  
lattice of live light
flickers on black tapestry
stars twinkle in dense darkness
Form: Tanka

Poor Joe

There once was a man named Joe
Who had the audacity to show

His face in a crowd
No, he wasn't to proud
Though some said
He should wear a shroud.
Form: Limerick

Senryu and a Thought

Senryu
Witness a star die
A sparkle across night sky 
A shroud of nebulous 


Thought

Surveillance society 
The obedient has nothing to fear
….For now.
Form: Haiku

Proud To Be

Stand up, be proud!
                                            Shout it out loud!
                                                  No shroud in you.
Form: Than-Bauk

Premium Member Northern Lights

white icelandic snow
beneath natural light show ~
emerald green shroud


Written 26 January 2020


For contest Nature themed haiku with color
Form: Haiku

The Mystery

When Morning arrives on wings of dawn the sky melts into a cloud and the sacred design of a shroud becomes a mystery disavowed
Form: Rhyme

Winter Watch

Winter Watch

lonely fence post shudders in glittering
shroud beneath an artful gaze...
dueling owl and mouse


deborah burch©1.30.2013


Form:Kimo
Form: Kimo

Sunbeams Cloak

beams flood canopy
festival of light parades
translucent beams shroud
warmed faces brimming with smiles
tanners bathe in afterglow



October 14, 2012
Form: Tanka

Poor Jo

There once was a man named Jo
   Who had the audacity to show
   His face in a crowd
    No he wasn't too proud
    Though some said he should wear a shroud.
Form: Limerick

Cynosure

special smile or spoor nor a shiny silver spoon ordinary man friends and loves now surround him so resplendent in the shroud
Written 06/22/2016
Form: Tanka

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