Short Steered Poems

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Premium Member The Salty Navigator

They are steered like rudders on ships
Their port lies between my two lips
My day is a drag
Lest my mouth snags a bag
Of Doritos Nacho Cheese Chips
Form: Limerick


Premium Member These Eyes

Despite your transcendental airs,
     No windowed soul invites your gaze.
These eyes have steered a thousand stares,
   Through labyrinths of smoke and haze.
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Gratitude

Recalling times when our heart sank
and soul’s resolve too did then tank,
though we feared, obstacles were cleared
because we were by God’s hand steered.
Save Him upon who can we bank?
Form: Quintilla

Premium Member Gutter

In place, smoothly flowing protecting my abode bottoms truly showing how rain is steered away along with melted snow~ keeps my peace ongoing
Form: Rhyme

Times We Have Feared

Times We Have Feared

There are those times that we have feared,
Like growing old and a twilight that neared;
My dismal day;
Forgot to pray,
And in wrong direction have been steered.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Blackbeard

Twas never pirate more feared or revered,
than that salty seadog known as Blackbeard.
With his motley band,
and ship the Queen Anne,
he sailed the high seas to treasure he steered.




4/8/19
sea
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Great Advice

Abstain from wine, women, and song, mostly song Ya gotta trust me, have I ever steered ya wrong Okay one time back in '56 Said Elvis wouldn't be hit Young and foolish back then, but foolish all along
fun
Form: Limerick

Calf

Born out of fear.

Suffering screams that nobody hears, and eyes that are swelled up with tears.

Peering into a world that is very unclear.

Abruptly being steered...

Sheer fear...

Painful spear...

Disappear.

Premium Member A Kind Poet Milt

Milton's goodness was a beacon shining bright
His humanity steered him to what he deemed right
With a soul kind and pure
His words will endure
Through a bright blessed day or a long-troubled night

12/31/22
Rest Well Milton
Form: Elegy

Premium Member Captain Mouse

Captain mouse steered his motorboat around the bend
Enchanted Forest and inlet stream did not seem to end
he felt sorry for others who have neither freedom or boat
He let his steed idle, enjoying the river as they continued to float
Form: Rhyme

Dearest, Caught In a Hail Storm

Love, the irrepressible
Unflinching, undeterred.
In a lost toned request for aid
What is manly answered.

Brunting iced gales, though blindly
Though dipping at the head
An old boat, steered but of one!
"Ahead!" screams on "ahead!"
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Sol and His Valentine

Sol was a sincerely sweet preteen with one thing on his mind.
He wanted to impress a sassy female named Louise S. Valentine.
She was not interested but did not want to seem unkind.
She steered him to a friend of hers who thought he was fine.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member An Absolute Knowing

they are keenly felt
you have a knowing without knowing how you know
an absolute surety of purpose now

a clear understanding without words
you are being guided
steered steadily in one direction

you do not have to see them
to know they are there

Premium Member DREAMS

May we be blessed to understand..
Although life may have steered us down paths we hadn’t planned…
and some of our childhood wishes remain unsung….
as long as we are living and breathing…
there’s time to fulfill the dreams we had when we were young.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

A Close Escape Lol

Did you hear about Angus McMorran
Who was out playing golf with wife,Lauren?
Her incredible force
Sent the ball right off course
But at least it steered clear of his sporran!

03.03.19


'Make Me Actually Lol 2 Poetry Contest'-sponsored by Nina Parmenter
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The vaporised self

To be self-taught, I rested thought
and saw a light, a growing dot,
into which I disappeared,
being by God’s hand so steered,
transformed thus as living light,
heart pulsating with delight! 
To be self-taught, I rested thought
and saw a light, a growing dot.
Form: Rhyme

What the Eye Sees the Heart Cannot Forget

Secrets,
now memories,
piggybacked through summer.
On handlebars, calloused fingers
steered dirt bikes to an emerald kingdom.
Two boys, on tree stump thrones, ruled worms
unearthed with splendid crowns
of sundrenched leaves,
carefree.   


Written 2/27/17

Refugees

Years ago bold the Sun
Saffron lands 
The waters depths plagued our mind
East was once a golden hue
The winds came gently
The August people steered
their heads converse as one
We were at peace
to the west
West is the best
Gold behests the streets
The Golden  crowds
free at last

Destiny Awaits

Destiny Awaits

flying
     eyes
          -wide,

into that
deepest

dark
     bottomless
                abyss,

could've any
   care

steered
         one
             clear

truly away
  from

our
    rotting
           destiny...

or merely
 prolong it

minorly

6-17-07
Form:

Premium Member Savior King

King steered the mares out of the valley
They began to run as if the wind was chasing them
The prettiest sight he had ever seen

He lured them from the clutches of the evil ones
He could hear gunshots behind them
Faster! He urged them

They came at once
A harem of grateful women
Who understood he was their savior

Premium Member Lost and Easily Led

Get over it
You are lost 
And you don't even know it
Don't even know what you want
Think you know what you want
You are confused
easy to be led on
I can read you like a book
so easily misguided, steered
Like a stupid lamb
Don't want to deal with you any more
Not worth my time
Good ridddance 
So long
Ciao ciao
Au revoir

Premium Member Loneliness

The turbid octopus
arises from the depths
of the heart,
as from the sea.
The affections were distracted
a day before, laughing,
and dreams, sensing danger,
steered around the hollow,
as a snorkeler avoids
a treacherous shelf.
But the monster,
often stronger,
becomes more intense,
sapping life and hope,
immobilizing its prey.
© Carol Mays  Create an image from this poem.

Rescued In the Nick of Time

Bereft the sordid creature stood
No home, alone, it wasn’t good
Gleaming with a wrathful eye
To me it looked; I wondered why
It’s time to run I thought inside
But where’s a place that I can hide?
Then suddenly a light appeared
My friend’s new Jeep through snow he steered
How fragile is this life of mine?
Rescued in the nick of time
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Handy Andy

Andy's guided a train
  Flown a small plane
Steered the wheel of a ship
  Spurred a horse with a whip

Maneuvered a 64-foot truck
   Kayaked in a typhoon
Won a motorcycle race
   Landed perfectly on the moon

Then Andy went on a date
  Pop, Pop -- two flat tires
Said, 'I'm not much with my hands'
  Asked his date, 'Can you use these pliers?'

Premium Member the siren wee

alluring, captivating, enchanting she
lounged on the island at edge of the sea
stay away from her, cautioned sailors to Lee
but he steered his sailboat up to her knee

Her lamenting song was a lovely melody
her scales shimmering, all could certainly agree
Lee was entranced, hypnotized by this pretty she
which delighted the siren, known only as Wee
Form: Monorhyme

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