Short Terraces Poems

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


Rice Terraces

Mu Cang Chai's rice terraces in Northern Vietnam.

a stunning beauty,
a breathtaking masterpiece
so nice rice terraces
Form: Haibun


Premium Member Sweet Garden Named Phil

There once was a sweet garden named Phil.

Whose terraces were straight up a  hill.

His roses were sad in dark shade,

His produce was way under grade.

Making him the laughing stock in Brazil.
Form: Limerick

The Chinese Official

I awoke to the pungent smell of perfumed wisterias;
Bursting from twisting bines hang masses of purple blooms.
   In far away Wuyuan I know Springtime sits upon many
      Crowded terraces;
 Again I long for you...our cozy little rooms.
Form: Rhyme

Rented Sky

Star to let
to a cat lover
and friend of

less perfect dahlias,
to putter-outers of
unwashed milk bottles;

to curtain shifters
and spectacle sinkers,
to all those gods

in Victoria`s long terraces
all waiting for
the flat upstairs.

A Triad of Haiku I

Last year's leaves long blown;

Soon new leaves will fade and fall.

Years fade...fall as leaves.
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A proposal made

On Shiroyone's terraces;

Rice is patient too.
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I awoke too late,

You left before the dew came;

The stars went with you.
Form: Haiku


Silences of the Aurora

We sit on cool brick terraces
half-past mortality
in lengthening shade.

Our final passions
are in our drinks
as night swirls overhead
in a wild unleashing of stars.

All politics are platitudes—
all pleasures of flesh
are passing.

Now, we only relish
silences of the aurora,
faint roars of sinking seas
we’ve never seen, 
hot mists of dark oceans
soaring toward the sky.
© Glen Enloe  Create an image from this poem.

A feline's evening watch 01-07-26

I'm alone.

The sea calls to me,
diamond spears 
striking stone terraces,
an ominous clash
like thundering war drums.
The air hums with electricity,
my hair bristling 
inside the storm.

The ground beneath melts away,
rocks tumbling into the sea below.
Skidding, sliding, 
I lock eyes with
the ocean spray,
its roar thick with contempt 
and the hunger to devour all.

Why does the neighbour have to own a damn dog?
© Shane Zhao  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Teal Harbor

Idle porcelain boats are seagulls floating on a teal harbor blond moorings cast like kelp Sails stiff as egrets glide slowly toward a cerulean channel Atop turtle islands pastel cottages are pearls gleaming on oyster beaches umbrellas splayed like starfish on sandstone terraces schools of rainbow blossoms wafting in the salty air 3rd Place Late June Premier Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand 6/25/17
Form: Imagism

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