Short Stints Poems

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


Unwanted Ads

Ego between stints -
narcissistic derelicts
scope the classifieds.
Vanity cracks masked mirrors -
Arrogance need not apply.
© John Heck  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Synapse

Fig mint An imaginary high Word stints Laugh until you cry Edged closer All syncopathic rated Synapse The meaning yet debated
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Synapse

Fig mint An imaginary high Word stints Laugh until you cry Edged closer All syncopathic rated Synapse The meaning yet debated
Fred Jagenberg – June 4, 2019
Form: Rhyme

Long Stints of Turbelence

Long Stints of Turbelence

Things were shaky and possessed turbelence;
And they always seemed to last for long stints;
In grass played;
Laid in shade,
Until they did smooth out wrinkles and dents.

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

Premium Member Tonight

In-flight
In pheromone
Honeysuckle perfume
Insect antennae knot freshly
bouquet.

In breeze
I feel your breath
rustle shiny reeds
of my stints' hapless hinterland
you learn.

A vest
of velveteen
gleaming wings that trembled
Turn to a whirring glint beneath
full moon.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Cinquain


Premium Member Alzheimer's Parody

her mask unchanging
rippling reality stints
despair’s fiery pits

sanity tilted
crust layered with razor blades
echo touched voices

opposites control
revolving kaleidoscope
serene destruction

sketchy shadow paths
Alzheimer’s parody stains
fog filled memories


Janet L Vick
© Janet Vick  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

I Cannot Return

I'm torn between the 
sinfulness of my 
intentions
and my enduring innocence
Each derive pleasure from my 
wavering stints,
An opening window invites
a seal pregnant with 
a lost soul
Inviting you to unfurl
the sin in me
And close me shut...
Each cleft arouses the bruises 
I bear
A retool can chance 
a rousing stare
But to this I swear 
I cannot return
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