Short Swathe Poems
Short Swathe Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Swathe by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Swathe by length and keyword.
sunset's bright sky show
red swathe, big Broadway splashy
night's rise, second act
Haiku revised: January 27, 2021
Categories:
swathe, appreciation, light, nature, sky, sun, sunset,
Form:
Haiku
swathe in red, white, blue
white rose buds, baby's breath quilt
soldier's coffin
old Vietnam veteran
recalls others the heroes
5/31/2021
Categories:
swathe, funeral, war,
Form:
Tanka
A maiden fair
would never dare
expose her hairy chest
She likely would rather
swathe it in suds and lather ~
then cut it all off and drink it right down
Categories:
swathe, giggle, girl, hair,
Form:
Rhyme
Hide your daughters, had a haircut today
Causing mass hysteria with this stunning display
Masculine and suave
Cut such a swathe
Of charm and elegance, a study in grey
Categories:
swathe, inspiration,
Form:
Limerick
Best hide your daughters, had a haircut today
No guarantees though with this stunning display
Masculine and suave
Cut such a swathe
Of charm and elegance, a study in grey!
Categories:
swathe, character,
Form:
Limerick
Hide your daughters, had a haircut today
Causing mass hysteria with this stunning display
Masculine and suave
Cut such a swathe
Of charm and elegance, a fabulous study in grey
Categories:
swathe, cute love,
Form:
Limerick
Hide your daughters, had a haircut t'other day
Causing mass hysteria with this stunning display
Masculine and suave
Cut such a swathe
Of charm and elegance, a fabulous study in grey!
Categories:
swathe, hilarious,
Form:
Limerick
Whistling wind plays flute in
orchestra of air
where flying on music
birds in blue share.
Music flows rippling in
broken heart in despair
as stillness swathes soul
with bliss so rare.
November 26, 2019
Contest : McWhirtle Me
Sponsor : Charles Messina
Categories:
swathe, analogy, bird, heartbreak, music,
Form:
McWhirtle
M: Methodology
O: of
T: treatments
H: humoresque
E: etymology
R: repository.
Mum, you are only one you tolerated pain of my birth.
Related ideology is a passage of love and enjoyable myth.
A cycle of growth, you and me and me and you are all kith,
Over the centuries, a male and female has time swathe.
Categories:
swathe, caregivingme,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Allow those sunrays
Bypass through the lenses
Compose up my window
Buffing
Agree to those blends
Seize on to my grip
And let my sun
Grant me my limelight
Smiling, blurring
Sojourn!
Don’t swathe my sanity
My guide
My warmth
The exquisite
My Love
You shall by no means
Recoil beyond the pillows
Categories:
swathe, nature
Form:
Blank verse
Mind-drifts
A wedge of moon flowers in a fading sky
Floating above a stained swathe of drifting cloud
Mind-drifts in starts and stops
As dark deepens in delves and dips
Cat-steps in dry crunchy grass
Cicada-song shrill and sharp
Starlings tweet in social chat
Crow-croak bass resounds
Light ripples across my mind
Shifting thoughts, drifting wide.
Categories:
swathe, animal, environment, inspiration,
Form:
Blank verse
Soma nectar soothing, suffusing form
Scintillating currents swathe us in swarms
No name assigned, nomad knowing nature
Negating nothing, neophyte mature
Benign searing bliss spike, softens stature
Vaporised self, seeks but God in silence
Ignition illumining innocence
Savouring solitude poetry contest
Sponsor JCB Brul
(Alliteration, 10 syllable per line x 7 lines)
Categories:
swathe, solitude, spiritual,
Form:
Alliteration
Short spates of workaholic spurts of frenzied work.
A burst of starlight
That ignites the black,
Blights the black,
Fights the black,
Rights the black
Until the dark silence returns,
Until the frantic moments
Are usurped
By doldrums of daunting inertia,
A vast swathe of offensive nothingness,
A vapid vessel of pensive emptiness,
A quagmire of numbness,
Blindness, dumbness
And a brutal sense of futility.
Categories:
swathe, angst,
Form:
Blank verse
ANGELS’ BREATH
Yesterday there were none;
And it’s as if God suddenly
Woke the angels and said,
“Let there be dandelions.”
I can’t resist the urge
To leave the woodland path
And swathe through their bright petals -
A thousand yellow smiles swaying in the breeze.
Treading on the angels’ breath,
My feet bring fluffy seeds aloft
To sway in the smiling breeze,
And let there be more dandelions.
Categories:
swathe, flower, spring,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Soaring o'er the rolling hills and copses in the dale,
Rising on air currents, while friendly winds prevail,
Remaining ever watchful, over seeing nature’s swathe,
A bird's eye view as the fields in sunshine bathe.
Peaceful scene below, serenity in the skies above,
The dove flies gently, a symbol of peace and love.
Calmly, softly, floating; no inkling that it’s to die,
For the dove's now in view of the eagle's eye.
Categories:
swathe, bird, death, nature, peace, symbolism,
Form:
Rhyme
If I could reach the sky,
I would get you the moon and stars
to drape round your neck and arms
like priceless jewels.
If I could reach the heavens,
I would get you the clouds
to swathe round your body
like silk and fur.
If I could reach the heavens,
I would get you the colours of the rainbow
to daub yourself with
like ageless make-up.
If I could do all that for you,
I would be your love
and love you to eternity
with no hindrance..
Categories:
swathe, devotion,
Form:
Free verse
Tourist Trails
Savouring the swathe of Southern England;
orchards, oast houses, open fields,
cliffs with caverns camera-worthy,
splashing sea and salty cooling breeze,
well-trodden trails, treasures from history,
hidden hostelries, houses of refreshment.
The descent from the Downs, dropping slowly
to moist meadows where men once toiled
among heaps of hay at harvest. All this
so peaceful,pastoral, pleasing; now long gone.
Categories:
swathe, england, nature, nostalgia,
Form:
Alliteration
What words, dear God?
For an idiom
Or an idea
Of all that this means!
If not then, or when
My soul resounds
At a silent thought
Lights an eternal flame
Recalled at sacred hearths;
Within quiet chambers
Wounds would heal
Once dealt unwittingly
Now in privacy, thoughts
Wrench relentlessly
At souls adrift
Through time and space;
Words cut at passions denied
Allow this one impression
To swathe us
Dear God, what words?
Categories:
swathe, confusion, desire, lost love, prayer, romance, sorrow,
Form:
Free verse
The pandemic cuts a long swathe
through the human population,
bodies gathered and scattered
through emergency rooms,
intensive care units, and
long lines of refrigerator trucks
patiently waiting its human cargo.
So many dead, many unknown,
Seemingly forgotten by family and friends,
Their funeral, the quiet ride
To a massive pauper’s grave.
Though forgotten by humanity,
not so by the One who loves
and named them at conception.
Categories:
swathe, death, grief, loneliness,
Form:
Free verse
With vision diffuse and fragile frame,
These, the twilight years commence,
Yet arms to hold each other close
Seem no less fierce, less intense.
What smacked of callow rapidity,
The rush of youth and virgin bud,
Is mellowed, matured throughout the span
Of decades steeping in the blood.
The two of us in sunset swathe,
As now, these twilight years enfold,
Together we endure and sense
The perfect love in growing old.
Categories:
swathe, history, life, love, time,
Form:
Verse
Her feet knows the path
Seeing amongst stones
Curled, the grass wet swathe
And stars dry as bones
Into night she walks
Head laden, heart spilled
Her prices for stalks
Less than she is billed
For mulch and tilling
And the clouds too dry
Cost her more spending
The land makes her sigh
But the cycle keeps
In the wind she talks
And murmur-less sleeps
The toad neath the balks
The fog unwinds day
A barren tree shed
Leaves where children play
The sun on their head.
Categories:
swathe, allegory,
Form:
Verse
Upon waking up from restful slumber,
as we be thus in the in-between stage,
tranquil peace engulfs us from deep under,
with no ego thoughts trying to upstage,
we allow bliss currents, to swathe form cage.
In time stretched stillness, we meld with our soul,
feeling a heightened joy making us whole,
as magnetic bliss fills all voids within,
there remaining for us no earthy goal,
ecstasy unbound felt upon our skin.
02-September-2021
Categories:
swathe, good morning, joy,
Form:
Dizain
Mist lay snug in the hollows
Quietly,
in the time before sun
A thick blanket too,
covering the green
In a land of mist,
tall spires,
rising through
A swathe of hand,
pushed away,
mist from this land,
brightening day
Quiet misty morning
tall spires,
rising through
Pale Eastern light
Dawning
An eagle,
so high
Above the tall spires
Above the mist
Looking for eastern light
The disappearing night
Now is the time,
to fly
Categories:
swathe, imagination, inspirational, nature, places, light, light,
Form:
Ballad