Short Stirs Poems
Short Stirs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Stirs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Stirs by length and keyword.
i sat alone in silence
letting the sky talk back to me
in all its wondrous glory
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A patchwork of snow
Lies still on green checkered fields
Melts way down below...
As my heart stirs, renewed feels
Our love yet eager to flow
Pent-up hearts release longing sighs
Winter's paused to reveal blue skies
Spring stirs for a moment, then wonders
When snowfalls will tear her asunder
Feeling that Light Sponsor Nette Onclaud 2-24-26 Mgur Form
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Spirit Stirs
Touched by an unseen dawn,
Scents of divinity,
The Spirit of Light stirs
Near-sighted eyes focus
Mating me with white light.
1401 Poetry Contest //Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Contest Judged: 8/6/2025 3:29:00 PM
( Honorable Mention )
Written: August 04, 2025
Sunlight warms cheeks--
quiet dawn, dream's sweet adieu,
hope stirs the daylight.
\ | /
.-*-.
-- ( ) --
`-*-'
/ | \
witch’s brew took over the stirring herself
using a much larger spoon she found on a shelf
the witch was astounded, and backed up to the wall
a cat clock was so tickled, she laughed and had a fall
The newts and the frogs jumped into the brew
Tasty! Yelled an ignorant one. He thought it was stew
In a way I am, the brew said with a smirk and a smile.
A delicious poison for an elf who had done a misdial.
Winter storm descends
Blinding the world
Windswept, swirling
Flakes in torrents hurling
From a sullen, sinister sky
Somber silence in its wake
Flowers in full bloom frozen
Leaves this morn fallen -- buried, unraked
Night's icy fingers keep me awake
But morning's light stirs my soul
Rays of sun butter my roll
Brighter, every warmer, now my thoughts
With them, winter's battles to be fought...
Delighted feeling fontanel open,
petal by petal, displaying its hues,
love aligned, we sense nodes within shapen,
even as ignition within renews,
humming bliss magnetism becomes our muse.
Flow of soma nectar follows its course
as presence beholds, employing no force,
witnessing our dormant nodes come alive,
celebrating life entwined with the source,
vaporising thus, in our heart’s bliss hive.
10-November-2022
WITH YOU WHEN HARSH FEELINGS DIE (stirs--)
Love when harsh feelings die-stir my heart
fields like gold dreams sticking life
like humming bird's wings ~ hmm and imagine;
a bright sun hangs in place that burns my heart
feels mighty like olden days
when i picked red roses
which left all pink
--dreams which remind me of you
as June's garden full
of odours like when sweet
violets sicken. Then will
be you and me happy?
:: 10242015 ::
:: rev-10032016r02 ::