Short Tilting Poems
Short Tilting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tilting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tilting by length and keyword.
tilting to the right..
paper chains made by small hands
children's pure delight
For Andrea's contest
Categories:
tilting, childhood, holiday
Form:
Senryu
Sipping love's velvet
In orange yellow cracks..
Swept and red tale's tilting
Through times, bronzed quills
Poetry seasons fables lore; vieta.
Categories:
tilting, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Earth's axis tilting
Circling around the sun
Winter has begun
Categories:
tilting, earth, sun,
Form:
Haiku
The pretentiousness of I
Tilting at windmills
In the hope of
Dulcinea
Little did I know that
My Shadow
Had the only giants
To be found
Categories:
tilting, allusion, heartbreak, imagery, imagination, metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
He whose life for the time being
Is horrendously unyielding
Shall be found tilting at every windmill ..
Chokri Omri
(Regueb, August the 7th, 2021)
Categories:
tilting, blessing, faith, fruit,
Form:
Haiku
The earth is standing
Upon its tail
I saw the chief Imam
Dash into the stall of the pork seller
Shouting "Hallelujah!"
The earth is tilting
Upon its axis...
Categories:
tilting, confusion, earth,
Form:
Free verse
Head Tilting
I’ve lost my up-to-date level of
head tilting for the
Uncommon Certificate of
Head Action School. In my subjects I earned the
highest grade
ever
seen.
Categories:
tilting, humor,
Form:
Free verse
You bring whimsical words
of glittering, gold-filled escapades
and of sparkling star-dust dreams.
Dreams of gallant adventure and peril,
with a Don Quixote way of tilting windmills.
Categories:
tilting, fantasy, love,
Form:
Verse
There you are!
I thought you gone
the way of the record player.
Toilet lid tied to your hand,
a light saber held up high,
tilting at metal windmills
on a Kansas prairie.
Categories:
tilting, literature,
Form:
Free verse
She is Trouble,
but she does not want to be.
She is a Loaded Gun,
That desires to protect.
But everyone who handles her
keeps tilting her in angles
that point her
straight at their heads.
Categories:
tilting, forgiveness, girl, gothic, growth, journey, language, wine,
Form:
Free verse
Tender toes,
Treading tentativly,
Taking time,
Trying tactfully.
Tendons tremble,
Tension tightens,
Tilting, Twisting,
Tripping, tumbling!
Terror. Trouble.
Touching totality.
Tomorrow. taken.
Categories:
tilting, addiction, death, suicide,
Form:
Alliteration
He set his classic in La Mancha
Don Quxiote and sidekick Panza
This duet made an awful fist
Ready material for a satorist-
Sancho the squire,Don the idealist
see more in the renown tale by Cervantes
Categories:
tilting, on writing and words, people
Form:
Narrative
Titans tilting, tangibly human windmills
Swaying sentries, harboring haloed witness
Lofted coal mines, timber canary cages
Whispers from redwoods
Bite Size Poem no34 Poetry Contest
Categories:
tilting, nature,
Form:
Sapphic stanza
pushed to the cliff's edge
by demonic voices
one step shy
of tilting over
plunging to my demise
I receded
a thin hope
pulling me back
transforming my tears
into diamond words
shining in the darkness
Categories:
tilting, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Multi-coloured whirlygigs
and dangling dvd mobiles
have a playful role
protecting my potted
young Blueberry bushes
from hungry for worm birds
digging up the plants
I might even add a baby monitor
making the sculpture
complete.
Categories:
tilting, nature,
Form:
Free verse
In Concert
Tilting my words
—the meaning bends inside
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
The Stain Of Ink
If you’re not being taken seriously
—write it down
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
Categories:
tilting, words,
Form:
Free verse
When I peer through muddied eyes
I see you
Quite endearing is that smile you bear
Waiting for my embrace and tender kiss
This place fills me with hope
I turn to glance at a passerby
When tilting my head back to you
With a shine in these eyes
You.
Are.
Air.
Categories:
tilting, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, love
Form:
Free verse
A quiver
a nod
the slightest toss
of her hair
A purse of her lips
a shy crease
playing at the edges of
her sealed mouth
A gesture
imperceptible
a moment's tilting
of a finger
The most
indeterminate
of steps
forward now
Stop
heart
await
Categories:
tilting, heart, longing,
Form:
Free verse
ìŸí Babylon: with your pie high in the sky, death wish ?
Living amid this house of cards; snake eyes domino's tilting box....
Cars and if they could see his californication then perhaps there would have
Been no need to flood her world ? Full moon madness friday the thirteenth some say.
Categories:
tilting, baby, baptism, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Sounds of love
______________________________
I timber like the falling tree,
my knees weak and swaying
the slightest wind tilting my canvas
then a echo sends me to the waiting floor
that is what love feels like when you steal my heart.
Date:7/13/15
Jessica Thompson
Categories:
tilting, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Blood rushes behind my eyes. Ocean waves
crash as I turn my head, tilting to get a better
view of you. But that’s impossible, isn’t it? No
view is adequate. How should one look at David?
My lips are dry. I’m fainting, surely. Cells melt
and mix, transfixed as you walk by. Unknowing.
Categories:
tilting, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
tilting, destiny,
Form:
Free verse
Find me by the fountain bubble
Seeking sunny phrases from you
Lifting laughter from rough rubble
Tilting your chin to pour pink due
Begging bowls in lyrical glee
In their company please find me
_______________________________________
18 January 2017
For Find Me contest of Nette Onclaud
Categories:
tilting, beauty, life,
Form:
Rhyme
To the piper's gate
I rush headlong
With thoughts of fate
I sing along
Such beauty in his lilting
Such longing in his tune
So far over my heart is tilting
His voice my only boon
Such wonder in his words
A heady mix of passions fire
He can even charm the birds
The piper of my hearts desire
Categories:
tilting, lovelonging,
Form:
Rhyme
WINDMILL IMAGES
The old miller remembers
Learning, turning, yearning
A lifetime of struggling
And wind arm-wrestling
Swimming as a fish four-finned
Sails tilting at the quixotic wind
Land ships with canvas filled
Which never leave port
White painted sails in the breeze
On a journey to nowhere
Categories:
tilting, nature
Form:
Free verse