Short Spars Poems
Short Spars Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Spars by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Spars by length and keyword.
There once was a bald man from Helsinki
Whose mind set was often very kinky
Flight to Mars
Sails and spars
Other plans were bizarre and rink dinky
Categories:
spars, hilarious,
Form:
Limerick
Why can't he sell all of his cars?
Darth Elon with government spars!
Since his ships explode
Tesla's board wants him stowed
On the Space-X Death Star to Mars
Categories:
spars, car, space, technology, violence,
Form:
Limerick
Amongst this ligneous I don’t run around,
keep still where all the timber spars surround,
for if I move a little man falls down
hate filled from stilts I brought him to the ground.
Delusion was his watchword when up high,
deluded how the light would blind his eyes
but with his feet on grass the forest sees
and what a stilted mind defines as trees.
Categories:
spars, allegory, allusion,
Form:
Verse
Many dog owners
Out walking their dogs
All heard weird sounds
The dogs looked for comfort
They wimple from the noise
Looking up in the sky
Air balloons way up high
Slowly they pass by
Some of them come low
Each time a noise sounds
That spars our ears
From the air balloons
They pass slowly by
To where they came from
Categories:
spars, sky, sound,
Form:
Free verse
On par to manage joyful course
Approach to live without remorse
While dictums of insanity
Are grinding spars impaling me
Perchance to light upon derail
The most melodic harmony
The rest express to no avail
Irrelevant profanity
Experience of life prevails
Experience no sailing smooth
Pause to enjoy a hilltop fair
The valley comes, despair resumes
Categories:
spars, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
Swirls of light
Enveloped the sails
On a quiet starlit night
A captain, on the deck
A precious cargo to keep
Phosphorescence trails
Iluminating the deep
Lanterns on the masts and spars
Reassuring touch of timber
Flap of sails
The navigation by the stars
On the sea
Lit by a moon
and star bright
Carrying precious things
A ships' captain
On the deck at night
Categories:
spars, imagination, life, uplifting,
Form:
Ballad
Eyes wide open flourish reason,
battle yet is not something thou deed;
yet a subtle sense of all hearts mission,
convey's me somewhere beyond our being,
viola clumps an spars everywhere beaming;
vision of an old linen, textured in gold,
lusting to eliminate deamoning,
tender for existence uphold
bursting love in a fictious breathening.
Tho' no one that bold to reach out grab an fold
for no one on earth betold; what thou linen kept untold.
Date : 09/24/2016
Categories:
spars, crush,
Form:
Elegy