Short Sightly Poems

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


Premium Member Unnoticed

sightly slightly nightly tightly sightly she is, slightly thick of thighs nightly, hugs herself tightly and cries
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tyburn


Premium Member Skylight

Stars in the night I see
Scenery so sightly
Some are twinkling brightly
Small ones showing lightly
Staring at them nightly
Structure holds some tightly
Softly they delight me
© Bill Baker  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Pleiades

Premium Member Along the Groomed Path

Hydrangeas bloom along the groomed path
at sightly times, and roses, pert and dark,
ring with wedding bells and shadowed veils.
The black hole, in the ground, where she fell in
—  petals perpetually mixed with virgin soil.

6/15/2018
sad

Dove

In the morning dew the dove lightly ruffles 
Escaping the breeze from pollen's sightly scuffles

He basks all day in his iris spring 
Proudly plumage, prairie king 

His chirps unto love 
Forever amiss 
Caressing his wing 
Concealing her kiss
Form: Rhyme

Surf Coast Walk

Nothing straight, even sightly
Hangs now over me.
As twisty, Moonah-shaded
Which gouged path below.
So awaits, and breath-stilling
Hot-blown, face, writhing
For prospects, unseeable
What, sea-cool, must show!

bet. aireys inlet and anglesea
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Glimpses

Here at the gate,
Wait upon fate;
Joy fumbles late,
Seize the new slate.


Here for the flow,
Seize sightly show;
Prize feel you know,
Prompt fast and slow.


Here for this while,
Peace grooms fond style;
Finesse seeds smile,
Play poignant pile.


Sad story speaks,
Fine faceless freak;
Dazzle fond streak,
Prompt pleasure peaks.




Leon Enriquez
12 January 2018
Singapore
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Merry Christmas Soupers

At some time we all think life appears unfair,
But, God alone, knows of our heartfelt trappings.
Perhaps you might think there is no one to care,
Because special days pass void of gift wrappings.

I pray the seasons of life are treating you lightly,
And it's as if you've tippy-toed through past days.
That mind is still keen, and countenance is sightly,
We're sending this season, our love with bouquets.

Jesus Loves You,
Tom & Ernestine
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

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