Short Threadbare Poems
Short Threadbare Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Threadbare by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Threadbare by length and keyword.
Spring and Fall join hands
squeezing sadness from our hearts
green and threadbare leaves
11/11/2021
Categories:
threadbare, death,
Form:
Senryu
She says she hates those
Wretched spiders and their webs
But she hath much in common
Threadbare words homespun
Envy of Ariadne
Categories:
threadbare, mythology,
Form:
I do not know?
the woman with threadbare clothes
takes out the wedding dress
that was never worn--
she still waits for a soldier
after all these years
Categories:
threadbare, lost love, passion,
Form:
Tanka
frayed
thought's portal
torn in places
coated in threadbare
eonic age
bursting days
yet to dawn
but over there
our chases
and we, chasers
Categories:
threadbare, destiny, inspirational, life, meaningful, motivation, uplifting, wisdom,
Form:
Carpe Diem
I was smoking
non-menthol cigarettes
and tying my
threadbare new
balance
shoelaces
at the corner deli
waiting in line
to buy more non-menthol cigarettes.
Categories:
threadbare, addiction, allah, america, angst,
Form:
Free verse
Lashes of pang whip me
Bleeding like torn firefly-
Harsh the spoils from untold regrets
And wound's dressing can't soothe,
The mesh of threadbare gauze
Fragile as my wing --in bondage.
Categories:
threadbare, pain,
Form:
Other
coloured leaves swirling
falling from tall swaying trees
joining rose petals
and snapped windswept flower heads
carpeting the threadbare lawn
Jack Horne, 7th September, for Francine’s View contest
Categories:
threadbare, nature,
Form:
Tanka
From a threadbare reverie
Of nights disheveled
An aching solitude grates
Betrayal wrestled--
Howl endures love’s stain
As rage bears cold quietude
Words cannot explain.
Contest of nonclaud
Categories:
threadbare, love hurts, silence,
Form:
Rictameter
A fine tailored suit
Hand and glove
A perfect fit
We were in love.
A favorite dress
Now threadbare
It fell apart
We didn’t care.
We clung to a thread
Now undone
We wasted it
And now it’s gone.
Categories:
threadbare, lost love
Form:
Rhyme
Nightfall scares us,
Danger lurks around,
Our shadows terrify us,
Evil is cloaked in the night,
Our courage is threadbare,
We are sinking ships.
June 16, 2022,
Bite Size Poem No. 47 Poetry Contest,
Categories:
threadbare, africa,
Form:
Free verse
To one who is so beauteous, so fair
Praise would be vile and threadbare
Then why should we say words of praise
To one who has so eloquent face?
No words of praise are enough
To describe your beauty nor my love
Categories:
threadbare, beautiful, beauty, eulogy, how i feel,
Form:
Rhyme
Edifice,
ones temple for his breath;
Pervasive force to guide until death!
Threadbare be thy mind;
Inclement in bind.
O so such-subjugation on one’s flesh,
Is like being cut up with still mesh.
By Desi E. Sherman
Categories:
threadbare, 11th grade, 12th grade, beautiful, change, confusion,
Form:
Rhyme
I lean beside a furrowed willow tree,
with threadbare limbs downcast
as I recall a meadow of youth's game--
now my belly, bones are empty,
falling weary from old age and distant
cold orange pulsating starlight.
5/25
Categories:
threadbare, age, introspection,
Form:
Verse
Fair dawn calls
touching pale flesh, that
reminds me
to wake sparks
doused by threadbare night’s lament--
till rays sun-dance eyes
Any Poem Under 10 Lines
Sponsor: SKAT
by nette onclaud
Poetic Form: shadorma
Categories:
threadbare, inspirational, time,
Form:
Shadorma
Your faded blue jeans
Threadbare at the knee
The morning sunlight
Highlighting your hair
My heartbroken tears
Fall on your grave
Bite Size Poem no.47 Poetry Contest
by Line Gauthier
6/18/2022
Categories:
threadbare, bereavement, death, farewell, i love you, i
Form:
Free verse
autumn star glimmers
lighting boughs on threadbare trees
I count seasons back---
while eyes gaze at young moon’s love
and shiver alone in chills
Suzette Crous’ Tanka- the Pivot Contest
By nette onclaud
Categories:
threadbare, introspection, seasons,
Form:
Tanka
Picnic
delicacies
sliced thick.
French wine
baguettes and cheese
sound fine.
Threadbare
blankets on grass
affair.
(Musette)
04/05/2020
Finding Your Musette Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Categories:
threadbare, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, family,
Form:
Rhyme
can a threadbare rope
hold the balance of justice
from crushing our hope?
what's the cost in gold
to decide any man's fate
when it's bought and sold?
heaven is the place
where a man is judged simply
by his sacred face!
Categories:
threadbare, judgement,
Form:
Haiku
melt their shadowed knees
summer supplies its dimples
a light applause
bathed in bathetic leaves
saunters their laughter
Mothers cry for their children
they cherished dreams
yet knew the impossibility
but longing was their threadbare wish
Categories:
threadbare, angst,
Form:
Free verse
hands threadbare from ages of work rooted in love- breathing golden tales
I chose picture #2
howmanysyllables.com
Date: March 29th, 2019
Sponsor: James Edward Lee. Sr.
Contest: MONOKU PICK A PICTURE WHAT CHA SEE #2 Poetry Contest
Categories:
threadbare, age, life,
Form:
Monoku
Quite all forlorn sat Wilmot Crabs,
His tash all thorny threadbare,
‘The older that I grow each day,
The less I seem to care.’
Said Wilmot Crabs upon a while,
‘I have no time for chatter.’
Then wandered to a gaping womb
And thought upon the matter.
Categories:
threadbare, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Allusions transposed,torn worn abraded
threadbare of decorative function
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Categories:
threadbare, art,
Form:
Couplet
a slight feeling of ambivalence,
the merest hint of cold indifference
crushes all the confidence
that's in a threadbare heart
take care, take time, show tenderness,
each simple smile's a rich indulgence
that costs but a moment of patience
and restores a threadbare heart
Categories:
threadbare, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
We awake in the morning, brush teeth,
comb hair -
remake the dream.
Overnight the edges of reality fray,
pieces of the dream flake off,
vision becomes threadbare.
The dream must be repaired each day
or we might question
the reality of combing hair
and brushing teeth.
Categories:
threadbare, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
"Holey all over,
seen better days,
worn out and threadbare,
can't mend its ways,
with drink spills and food stains,
rips, rents and tears,
not worth keeping,
a sad state of affairs,
its time has come,
over and done,
that's one bad habit,”
so said the nun.
Categories:
threadbare, fun, humor, humorous, nonsense, word play,
Form:
Rhyme