Short Sound Poems
Short Sound Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sound by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sound by length and keyword.
PIACEVOLE
It rolls from
the tongue this
agreeable
word
like music
from heaven
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thick skin and thin walls~
sympathetic eyes
meeting in the halls
12.11.2019
chirping all around
the hummingbirds stand their ground
in flight with their sound
Heidi Sands
8/12/20
bitter cold voices
lost behind woolen mufflers
definition blurred
written December 7, 2021
serenity in
harmonious disturbance,
the waves come and go
and there is no greater joy
than to just follow their lead.
generation z...
... gum bubbles... I can't see...
...POP! ~ sound effects free
creek sounds / strong stones lie
stream song / low croak sigh
sparse rain / hot stones crack
deaf ears / dry worlds die
The mosquito is an anomaly
Its brief life spent in ferocity
Buzzes, stings, draws our blood
~ Revels in tortuosity
The wind blows softly
through the trees,
It shakes the pretty green-
out leaves,
And plays with butterflies
and bees.
the sound of buzzing
announcing his intention
a sharp reminder
not to ignore a warning
ice melting down my shirt sleeve
Childhood memories
Woven into wooden floors,
Spirits of the home
Awakened by my footsteps
Dance me to the sounds of old
distant echoes rise-up
over mountanis
resounding poetic phrases-
its soul's brilliance so profound
triggering insanitiy.
A shout is a dishonest whisper
'Tis afraid
Fatally insecure ~
Never to reach a human ear
Listen
to the music
of Autumn's concerto-
crisp air, and sun-kissed red-gold leaves
falling.
I was asleep then suddenly awaken the sound of nature has me taken
9/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
~her eyes are sealed shut, absorbing rustling of leaves in the placid breeze~
Date written: 03/10/2021
My wife tells me, 'Lie Supine.' 'Lie prone.'
~ No diff'rence. Either way I groan ...
The sound of a good poem;
words that roll over the tongue
fall into the ear
ricochet off the mind
and berth at the heart.
Sacred whispers of fortresses forgotten
heard no more in sandcastles begotten
Sounds in the mental ear
from a silent reading eye
broken monoku after John Hollander
the mourning dove coos
a sad melody outside
calming in life's grief
Heidi Sands
6/12/18
Heartaches loving friend
Ears and hugs to lend
Blessing without sound
A gentle kindness unbound
That no law will offend.
the flock of doves rest
on the grass with fallen seed
all rise in a woosh
Heidi Sands
11/23/21
The word
has inalienable
right of manifestation...
But it's up to us to embody it
with sound and the voice !
When sounds of beauty do decay.
Each cadence softly fades away.
Their echoes finally replay.
27/ 11/ 2017.