Short Tautly Poems

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


Premium Member The Rat Race

Angst
        Pressure
     Tension Builds
  Nerves Tautly Wound
Stomach's Knot Tightens
   Imminent Deadline
     Boss's Threats
        Pressure
          Angst
Form: Ninette


Rewind

minds trip skin touching skin emotions erupt no more no less held tautly inside comfort amid her sighs lights flicker time momentarily rewinds
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Love Snare

Time is a ribbon of silver thread
Spun by the spider, Space,
Cob-webbing Man’s bewildered face,
Snarling his dense, doomed head.

Love is the only sure weapon Man
Wields against the net
Time has woven and tautly set,
Sword it as best you can.
© Steve Eng  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Sleep Off Or Out

In that tautly made hole
they rehearse on an icy sheet
and deer graze on the roof.

With boned limbs on a trunk
a pink witch pops into view:
chokes in giggles.

After which they desired to eat
the old creep’s snatch,
in the corner her laid out leg.

Cat Nap

Fractious feline
sensuously stretching, 
languorously lying,
soporifically slumbering
(monocularly monitoring).

Meandering mouse! 
Tail twitching...
tautly tensing...
Predatory pounce!
Salubriously surfeit! 



February 6, 2020
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Premium Member Buoyance



laughing
          in the face of
pessimism 
          tautly clutching onto
faith's wings
          fighting against
tempestuous tides
          of existence
still, 
          a battered boat
of a man
          remains a f l o a t
gliding past...
          troubled sea
Form: Verse

Premium Member Tribute To Emily Dickinson

Demure in her pose, modest in her ways
   Deflecting potential beaus, careful not to stray

Brief in conversation, shunning repartee
   Halting in her laughter, her faint smile shadowy

Eyes fixed on the ground, hair pulled tautly back
   Lips pursed tight together, her figure corset-wracked

Yet deep within dwelt beauty, of a type so rarely seen
   Her eternity of timeless verse, visionary... and pristine
Form: Rhyme

Not the Lionel Rich Tea biscuit version


I can see it in your.eyes
As they rest in silver spoons
I can see it in your smile
As the lamp where your face skin lies tautly stretched filters through the lips
Are you somewhere feeling lonely 
Nope cause the chainsaw drips with pieces I made of you and there bagged and leaning against the wall
Or is someone there with you
It’s okay I will be sending more your way
Hello 
Not me you should be looking for

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