Short Thumbnail Poems
Short Thumbnail Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Thumbnail by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Thumbnail by length and keyword.
Moon's shape
God's smoothly filed thumbnail...
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Categories:
thumbnail, moon,
Form:
Monoku
Thumbnail Sketch
Often Our Best,
Thumbnail Sketch!
Dawn To The Eventides, Lift!
Truisms God's Proof, Shell's
...Gift!!...
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Categories:
thumbnail, appreciation,
Form:
Ballad
Za Plan Za Plan
Donald Trump is a flimflam man
Trump and Pence have an healthcare plan
Its in a nutshell
So Nancy can't tell
The thumbnail is an also-ran...
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Categories:
thumbnail, health, political,
Form:
Limerick
Uncertain Half Time
In an uncertain half time
The sky spread silence
In drops of eternity where
Every cloud
Carries thumbnail dreams
In children’s arms
Full of butterflies....
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Categories:
thumbnail, magic,
Form:
Free verse
papillon
a glass magnifies
small lapdog
butterfly
landing perfectly
on a flat nose
the glass pushes detail
into a wide eye
the picture is a thumbnail
maximum enlargement
knocks over it digital frame
the butterfly
is mottled yellow and brown
a stand-out contrast to
the black nose
a background
is a female hand in mid-flight
we are all caught
...
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Categories:
thumbnail, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
God's Thumbnail
My youngest daughter passed in 2003. She left me the memory of the crescent moon, "God’s Thumbnail." She loved “Angels in the Outfield” and always said, “Look Mommy God’s Thumbnail.” Whenever I see this lunar event, I hear my angel.
Strangely the last day
your touches were like velvet
samples of heaven
7/2/2020
A MEMORY Poetry Contest 1st place
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...
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Categories:
thumbnail, memory,
Form:
Haibun
Characters
All I write is him
His eyes that bloom like April
As we print ourselves in sand
The serifs that trail from every word
Fallen feathers at our feet
The nights-
When we were more than naked
We were transparent
I could feel each rib against mine
See right into the core of his chest
A pulsating brass mirror
I write him
And I fold him into fiction
Furiously sharpen the seams
Thumbnail pushing paper
Just Nouns loving verbs, I say
Just nouns loving verbs....
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Categories:
thumbnail, lost love, on writing and words, write,
Form:
Free verse