Short Suddenness Poems

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


Exiled

A horror bared, lived
with suddenness
over it all comes an end
for earth people are ego ruled
scare them the holy old
all, poor and rich are money slaved
in near future, well know you troubled
those who feel it are exiled!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Tomorrow's Day

See tomorrow's day
Seek tomorrow's prize
The sun gives way to the storm
The suddenness of surprise
Calmness will return
Life itself survives
Yesterday has taught us well
Sermons summarize
Today whether bad or good
It's presence we strive
Pray with faith
That fate be realized.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member As Darkness Fell

As darkness fell with suddenness,
the sun slid behind the blood moon.
Sounds of nightlife emerged off tune.
You flaunted your unevenness, 
emboldened by dark drunkenness.
Your twisted mind a fierce monsoon
	as darkness fell.

You came with sulky sullenness 
and brought your foul humor jejune.
You played the part of grisly goon
and had lost all your humanness
	as darkness fell.
Form: Other

Premium Member The Upper View

There was once absolute darkness, or  ‘a mass of nothingness’.
But then there was ‘A Suddenness’; and since then, there has                     always been ‘something’; here, there, and literally everywhere.
There will never be total chaos, annihilation, or complete obliteration.
Some look around and see doom; others look up and observe sparkles of hope.
05032016  PS Contest, “Nothingness”, Julia Ward
Form: Prose

Premium Member Counting His Puny Fortune

The coins clinked in front of him, then clanked
  the same coins that, as a child, had delighted him
Today merely clinked; today merely clanked
  the joy drained from counting his puny fortune...

Sensing an epiphany, he brushed the coins away
  sat there, chin resting on his elbows, elbows on the table
startled aware, suddenness sweat-laden, that no longer
  was the world content to wait for him to blossom


Discoveries

DISCOVERIES



Along a summer street crammed to bursting  point
By an indifference of brick walls  -
I come across a suddenness of dandelions
On a bulding site after the rain falls.

A sea beach filled by desertion
And rock pools half-buried,
With a rusty shell casing abandoned
In retreat by ranks serried.

Rain and sea offer nothing 
New, merely reveal near-forgotten 
Implants in the stream of time sodden .
Form: Imagism

Beach Music

BEACH    MUSIC


Shells swish and scrape, popping
And bubbling in submerged suddenness.
Seaweed to and fro floating, slopping
On the deepening waves  -  an untidy mess.


Ebb-tidal pebbles chuckle chuckle, then
Rock and roll in brine-fuelled highs
Swept  up the beach and all swept down again
Like line dancers  ( remember those guys? )


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sea
Form: Imagism

Necessary Movement In a Major

pleasure i  seek without you
pain i get from the thorns of curiosity
when i knock again, your blessing answers the door
i say nothing and leave to take a walk through the woods
i never look back and i quickly forget your name and telephone number
it is then that something in the auspices of suddenness clicks
life has no stoplight and even less mercy
realization can be a light seldom seen
growth i discovered despite you....
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Wanton and Lost

The suddenness of desertion,
the emptiness of time

Abandoning each moment,
as clocks strike their chime

And wherego the hours,
once used and cast off

Are there auctions and markets
for each second that’s lost

And who’s to recount
the old wishes unprayed 

With days ever changing,
and voices relayed

The end a beginning,
the beginning an end

To drift in its circle
—time never respent 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)
Form: Rhyme

Opportunity

Once I was a young girl with dreams
Pleasure of mine sometimes went to extremes.
Priorities grew to where they needed to be.
Others around me knew I wanted to succeed.
Reality kicked in as I got older
Then I was diagnosed with bipolar
Under my sadness and all my stubbornness.
New, to the quick suddenness 
Into the military is where I joined
Then new experiences conjoined 
Yet eleven years later, discharged medically, i wish I still served.
© Erica Berg  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

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