Short Swings Poems

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


Premium Member The Beat

The beat, the beat it swings, it sings
Its bouncing tone a memory brings
a-tap ter-tap de-dap de-dap
and then she sings
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.


A Plump Turkey

a plump turkey
leads the rafter to the barn - -
an axe swings

For Andrea’s (and Susan’s) Not So Happy Holidays contest
© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Mood Swings

happy or depressed
life is a balancing act
so easy to slip...
moods that fall can rise again
wait for tomorrow's new day
© Mark Toney  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Playground

Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!

Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Playful Child To Curious Adult

Adult
hopeful, kind,
amusing, loving, driving
car, college, sandpile, swings
loving, exciting, enjoying
playful, kind
child
Form: Diamante


Pendulum of Pain

In a bad romance
The pendulum of pain swings
Between two winners
One winning "I love you more"
The other "I'll hurt you more"
Form: Tanka

Swinging Pendulum

My life is like a clock
My pendulum swings to the right and left
When I go right I am never wrong
When I go left I am never right
© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Happy Mood Swings

loud, cheerful chirping
        woodpecker swings from wind chime
                 with happy mood swings

Heidi Sands

7/2/22
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Where Is My Food

the loud woodpecker 
            swings on the empty feeder
                      yelling for his food


Heidi Sands

11/1/22
Form: Haiku

When Thy Soul Is The Clock

thy
soul is the hourglass
that
ticks and tocks
thy
soul swings
across 
the 
edge of the universe
when
thy soul is the clock

Premium Member CLERIHEW ecphrasis VIII

Vincent van Gogh colourist
often with  yellowed orange did insist
In manic depressive mood swings
this painting* was his last fling
art
Form: Ekphrasis

Time Moves On

I no longer have hands
No gears or pendulum that swings
No springs or screws
I have become digital 

What has time done to itself?
© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Swings and Roundabouts

A torrent of life,
Bursting like a bud in spring.
Face squashed to a smile,
Leading me with eager grip
To the see-saw and the swings.
Form: Tanka

My Old Clock

Sometimes fast
and sometimes slow,
the pendulum swings
to and fro.
Is it early?
Is it late?
Let's leave our cares
to time and fate.
Form: Verse

Kids and Baseball

the love the parks
and play hard
they love the swings
its there thing
too
of that there love brings
is field with a wall
KIDS AND BASE BALL

Spring

You  can tell flower smell brids in park some sit there til dark all this I miss time throw kiss  kid park and swings in good weather of SPRINGS

Premium Member TANKA II

wet earth smells of mud
small frog swings on garden gate
creaking in the breeze
cool rain drops tap his eyelids
he sees what he wants to see
© Moon Harp  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Flowers Bloom

Soon spring  what it brings brids fly in it begin  with after lover in. Park kids and swings many other thing all comming soon  FLOWER That BLOOM

Flowers Bloom

Soon spring  what it brings brids fly in it begin  with after lover in. Park kids and swings many other thing all comming soon  FLOWER That BLOOM

Park and Spring

soon that time
when spring sun shine
brids flop wings
kid love the swings
astroll mabe afer dark
season all this brings
its
PARK AND SPRING

Xlvii

Swings pendulate swells and spills mending then breaking still, the salt stings Your moon clings to my window and stares
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member While Guitar Sings and Dances

My guitar sings, swings, dances Those strings do-see-do; circle Left, right, then form a big square Tensions are released.
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member Occurence In An Oculus

river is waist deep ambience of lily pads swings elephant trunks multitude of rubbernecks in dugout canoes; and me 1/31/2023
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Poor Substitutes

   Our playgrounds have faded
     swings stilled, sandboxes unfilled

   Where are the shovels and pails ~
     replaced by profits and sales
Form: Rhyme

Sabrage

Champagne!
In victory one deserves it
In defeat one needs it !

Stand back while my sabre swings!
Cowards just stand aside and take to the wings!
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.

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