Short Spoken Poems

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


What Makes Me Tick

The empty page of an old sage is what needs to be filled.
To instill peace and then engage in what should not be killed.
Form: Couplet


A Peach and a Speech

The bigger/the richer/the faster the peach, 
the better the chance to catch up someone's speech.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Movement of Sound

PIACEVOLE

It rolls from
the tongue this
agreeable
word
like music
from heaven

See my recent blog on this topic
Form: Verse

Premium Member Swallowed Sounds

bitter cold voices lost behind woolen mufflers definition blurred
written December 7, 2021
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Compliments and Condiments

Much like compliments, so do condiments  
                                              ~ bring forth sweet temperaments
Form: Monoku


Premium Member Most Delightful and Delicious

There is no such thing as a remarkable dinner
                                                         ~ sans the remarks
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Our Own Backyard

we can talk about the world
till we’re blue in the face
what about us
what about us



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Premium Member Tension

nuggets of 
wisdom
mined 
from 
the
crucible 
of the 
misshapen
slumped figure
in 
the
disconsolate
wheelchair
Form: Imagism

Premium Member The Cower of Babel

Listen to poem:
Bow in hand, arrow
Dared man, 'YOUR WORDS ARE LIKE DUST,
THEN BABBLE YOU MUST'!
Form: Senryu

Omnipresent

And in the end
as it was
at the beginning
Only and forever
as spoken
— The One

(1st Book Of Prayers: July, 2025)
god
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Seldom Spoken Words

seldom spoken words
across the void of sound shown
I see the loud noise

5/21/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Lost Faces Subdue Spaces

LOST FACES SUBDUE SPACES

Undo  faces lost
Revelations spoken
Subdue spaced, places

12/19/17
By James Edward Lee Sr.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Teal Store

In my small hometown,
A steel door of a teal store
Always wide open,
People coming and going,
Items paid and spoken for.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Talk To Me Jesus-

Talk to me Jesus
Speak to me Lord my God so
~
 Speak to me O' God


2/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Having a bite sized trouble

You are in trouble ? No need to shout Because if you got yourself in You can usually get yourself out.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Interlude

   Interlude from annoying talking heads ~
                                              ballet's leaps and bounds ahead
Form: Monoku

Repeat

THE SAME
NON NAME
A FLAME
A GAME.

AWAKEN
NOT BROKEN
NON TAKEN
WORDS SPOKEN.

RELAXED
REWARDED
BLESSINGS FORWARD.

Defenseless

Defenseless

Young, Black, Brown, Defenseless.
Naked, Bleeding, Mute, Defenseless.
Broken, Hopeless, Afraid, Defenseless.
© Carol Ali  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tristich

A Certain Death

Political Correctness ...
  handcuffs that restrain
  until the executioner arrives

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
Form: Ballad

Love Wanes

words spoken
fantasies sought
feelings touched
memories brought

time slips
heart's strain
cutting deep as
love wanes
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Quote

"You have the right to be right, the right to be wrong, and the right to keep your mouth shut in both instances."

1/15/2023
Form: Monoku

Body Language

"body language"


her swerves and curves

occurred around

every corner

from head to toe

spoken in bawdy language

Upon My Death

"When I die, I hope no lies will be spoken above my grave for they will be empty words upon Gods ears only pleasing the living"
© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Praise

  Ingenious phrases of praise 
     fall flat on our ears
   
  The conscience pricks them ~
     balloons of our fears

Premium Member Ceremony of the Sand

A palmful of warm sand
flowing through the fingers
no words ever spoken
the palm dust remains 
I'm thinking..into.. forever

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