Short Swordsman Poems
Short Swordsman Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Swordsman by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Swordsman by length and keyword.
Howdy - put this in your craw!
Tell your ma. Tell your pa.
Yes sir, you have my word -
verily, I'll pull my sword.
I'm the poet swordsman of Arkansas.
The sword that pass through blue fire
Would be the most beautiful sword
The mind that has overcome the most trials
Would be the strongest heart also
Those who are patient reach the end
Will be the best Swordsman of all.
Piet Hein poetic artesian
cue censorship Nazi flip
Grook’s humble kumbel swordsman
Games toys superegg quip
Children, today, we talk of history,
hoping to unravel the mystery
of girl named Mantis, an ancient prophecy,
and her enigmatic destiny.
She would be the Celestial Madonna,
enter the Cotati, who seek nirvana.
In comes Swordsman, prophecy achieved -
The Celestial Messiah is conceived.
Threats from Kree and Skrulls would cease,
and the Cotati would find peace.
ROBIN HOOD
Skilled swordsman cum archer coming in guise,
Robbing from rich to reach poor as surprise.
Brave righteous Robin Hood
Hero of my childhood.
Fighting injustice was his exercise.
01/29/19
Third Place
'Limerick 3' Contest by Joseph May
'Early February 2019' Contest by Brian Strand.
The long-suffering,
finally over at dawn...
when tears fall like rain!
He prepares himself,
to meet him in the mirror...
who calls himself me!
The man gives his heart,
to the blood-thirsty sun god...
to pay his sons' sins!
The evil swordsman,
defeated by the hero...
with no time for hate!
The sword, its' vastness,
entrains the swordsman to find...
the enemy's soul!
The big swordsman sings
Cling!
The shy samurai
Used clanging on a mortal stones and metal bowls
Cling!
Are you upset by how large it is
Operatic kitchen
Clang!
It doesn't tear you apart to see this swordsman so mountainous
The voices tralala wireless is large hands he swing
He whose such a songster, martial artist chef and cook
He is a singing samurai
Cling
5/30/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Is he a hero or villain?
Archer or swordsman?
King’s son or chef’s bastard?
People claiming to know
Could not possibly
He walks into the battle
A full-grown man
Ready to take on the world
So what does it matter?
I avert my eyes, in case he is a god.
He is almost too handsome to be human
Stories about his heroic deeds are legends
Which is unusual during a person’s lifetime
Others stand staring, gawking,
With their mouths open
I stare at them instead.
Less danger.