Short Staved Poems
Short Staved Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Staved by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Staved by length and keyword.
Hearts aplomb
limbs poised akimbo.
Staved frozen grass
which to sip
thy morn' dew
Picture inspired:
snow covered ground
with a small tree growing
bare branches except
for the red hearts blooming
on the tips of each branch
Categories:
staved, nature,
Form:
Free verse
From the most obvious winds
From the fine pieces of clear air
From the dense smell of staved room
From the sun raise rotations
From the limitation of our oxygen
From the carbon dioxide released
From both parts of the body
From one another
From the essence of nature
From your eyes into mine.
Do you inspire?
Categories:
staved, inspiration, nature, poetry, poets,
Form:
Light Verse
A union blessed is that of ours,
filled with love, joy and other
powers,
loneliness, sadness,
and unhappiness,
shall always be staved;
for this love,
that came our way
which neither time,
nor space,
nor even death,
can a love like this
be put to rest;
know you now
and forever more,
that in eons to come
our love shall be
a wondrous lore
Categories:
staved, love,
Form:
Free verse
The pained pendulum pushes through the fog
With the ever-crashing splash of rheumatic guilt
Licking at the swinging bronze from below.
We lose God again and again
In the cluttering of thoughts
Like the burnt wings of butterflies
Over-used, over-driven, and
Over-flapped and now here
Festooned to a wheelchair he sits
Staved and dying from stale love.
And needing my help.
Categories:
staved, caregiving
Form:
Free verse
The old red barn once stood proud
Against the storm, paying
Its own way with the Mail Pouch
Sign, brimming with hay
It staved winter's starving chill
A vanguard of stubborn will.
But now the storms have racked
The bones and flailed the bloody flesh
Torn away the shingles and
Raked across the giant yellow letters,
Letting in the cold and bitter air
Left the rubble for the vacant stare.
Categories:
staved, america, farm, memory,
Form:
Pastoral
My mind it betrays
I want what you gave
In poems and notes
All the words that you wrote
Make foresight seem wasted
And conscience abated
For passion’s untamed
It will not be staved
Tangles and snares
I fight this great bear
The ignited flame
Creates a thick haze
That covers all doubt
And won’t let me out
I succumb to just feel
You win, now My deal...
Written- 10/26/2020
Categories:
staved, emotions, passion,
Form:
Rhyme