Short Stir Up Poems

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Tune

• Hum a little tune • As you wait for the bus • When it sings something wretched • Don't stir up a fuss
© Salmon Oid  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Covidiot Ii

Every woman loves to chatter
What's the subject?  Doesn't matter!
But busy lips
Will still sink ships
So stay home and stir up batter!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Recipe For Romance

stir up memories

whipping them

into poetry


Aug. 15, 2018
 for Maureen McGreavy's 
Magicicada 13 - The Heart Of The Matter Poetry Contest
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Stirred-Up

Spirit stirred-up*…be revived for faith-propelled acts, glorifying God.

*2Timothy 1:6 ...Stir up the gift of God, which is in thee...

April 14, 2019
Form: Monoku

Bad Habits Had By Trump

Bad Habits Had By Trump

In front of line, Trump liked to cut;
Could never keep big mouth shut;
Ate so much;
Toes not touch;
Sure seemed to stir up so much smut.

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


Stir Up Crowd That Does Occur

Stir Up Crowd That Does Occur

Up some people Trump seems to stir;
Like a certain group that does occur,
That around,
Has found;
In our sides has been leaving big burr.

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

Mood Tides

A push, a pull
something always moves me; 

mood tides stir up

an emptiness to be filled
a fullness to be emptied

I move to maintain balance 
among six billion synchronized 
motions.

Homes At Night

A living, breathing source of
Love-flamy light.
For what does each, in the heart
Stir up at night.

Though down in roads' sea-rolled view
Drunken, fogged most
Peninsula-prominent.
Safe helmsman boast.
Form: Rhyme

CRIMSON RED OF WARS




Red field of war
Blood soaking the earth...
Silent screams take root...
Stained shields in the air
Stained wind, red war
Gray grounds
Pour out the cruelty of steel
Dislodge subtleties
Stir up storms...

Coffee Company

a whirlpool black and hot 
i stir up for the 
moon

with just a twist and twirl
of this small silver 
spoon.

tonight i need no company
to wake me 
up.

guess it's enough, this
maelstrom in my coffee 
cup!

Premium Member Cuting Grass Providing Bugs For the Birds-

so am I cutting? the grass while in my yard a robin spies me as ~ so he follows me as I stir up the bugs as i walk cutting grass 7/13/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Stay Strong

kite firm in hand no sun no wind no string 
spiritually bankrupt
dark thoughts stir up a breeze



AP: 1st place 2025

Submitted on March 29, 2018 to LATE MAR 2018 STANDARD CONTEST sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 3RD
Form: Kimo

Premium Member Departure

if you should leave
go in quiet tones
lest you stir up past inequities
 And open the storms of anger
which will whip up the winds of hate
then the thunderstorms of  guilt will ensue
it may best to leave before this hurricane is due
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Edinburgh

Folklore drifts
past cobblestone
like ash.
Along High street,
I traipse through secrets,
foraging
ghosts in
Castle Rock’s
slate gaze.
I stir up
ancestors
to warm my spirit
as an Auld Reekie dawn
bares 
its dented armor.
Form: Verse

Hope

When dreams begin to fade, look up to summer's sky and listen to the silence but listen from your soul. Spend this time alone- one with night's sky and stellar stars. Stir up what God has given and dream for evermore.

Premium Member Mermaid Gal Named Lee

Such a round cute torso fin on curly haired mermaid gal named Lee
The other mermaids said wow! I wish I was Rubenesque like she
Lee can swish her tail and stir up bubbles from the bottom of the sea.
She heard them and giggled with happiness, feeling loved and free.
Form: Monorhyme

Mustard

Seldom-spoken tastes and smells
Stir up moments poorly drawn,
Surface-summoned by the bells
From brumous elastic hope-sprung wells

Where each day's bucket is cast.
Let old pities prowl forlorn
In cold remembrances past,
Lurking there, mustard-bright, lost at last.
© Dan Keir  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Mom Is a Krampus Before Coffee

Do not stir up Mom we warned Grandma
It is not yet six.
She is still enjoying her coffee Jacuzzi.
Where is she? Grandma asked.
In the kitchen....

Grandma did not understand.
She ventured into the kitchen.
Risking her life
Mom is a Krampus before she has had her coffee

Who Are You

who are you? 
that you should
come into my heart
to kill me 
to suffocate me
to burn me up.
Who are you?
that you should
break up my fallow ground
penetrate my darkness
stir up my emotions.
Who are you?
that you should
fill me
burst me
surround me
with love,
lover?

Names Given

Excellent Angel. So I was told.
Searching within for stories to begin.
Contradictions, circumstances, consequenses.
Who am I to wear a name like this? Here and now, in human disguise, spreading my wings:
Stir up, stir up the breeze to storm.
Excellent Angel illuminate your soul.

Maelstrom In My Coffee

a whirlpool black and hot
      I stir up for the moon

     with just a twist and twirl
          of this small silver spoon;

          tonight I need no company
               to wake me up,

               guess it's enough, this maelstrom
                    in my coffee cup.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Stranger In Paradise

To stir up hope
   neath the stars
To dream of love
   in the night
The scent of rose
   in the air
Makes my heart soar
   like a kite



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on September 2, 2019 for contest FOUR LINES OF MELODIC POETRY sponsored by NETTE ONCLAUD  -  RANKED 5TH

Premium Member Poetry's for Me

  Poetry’s for me
  Don’t need Plot
    Character
       or Theme
  
  Nor Beginning
    Middle 
      or Ending

  Activate the senses
    Stir up an emotion 
      or two 
  Slip in a Mickey Finn
  
       POW!

  Dip the ladle in the punch
    Invite the world to try it

Premium Member Verse

Vibrant poems sharing Vision and pure brilliance Valuable lessons Valiant words - nouns and verbs Views that stir up the world Vindicating hearts - souls Vibrating with sweet grace Pleiades V Poetry Contest Sponsored by Kim Merryman May 5, 2021
Form: Verse

36 Years 2002

36 Years  2002

Let us rekindle the flame of love again
and stir up memories 
when we were young
and had no fear of growing old
but time has passed
and here we are as vintage wine
whose time has come 
to blossom to a sweet  bouquet
so let  us rekindle the flame of love
again

© Ralph Sergi

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