Short Timeline Poems
Short Timeline Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Timeline by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Timeline by length and keyword.
I treasure that which cannot be found.
The antecedent at a juncture.
Your face laying on my timeline.
A just God somewhere.
In a blink of an eye,
the Future rushes in,
becomes the Present
that bursts like a bubble,
becomes the Past,
and is forever gone!
a timeline ... in a world full of suffering ... justice
13.05.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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13 syllables
Life and death
Are not two..
The story of these
Finds a timeline..
Start and stop..
The separation
Necessary for
A story of life...
Tell me when
I will see
My great departure
Even if I'm not prepared
Long have I waited
In great despair
Not knowing Lord
Everything I will go through
truth may take a while to reveal herself
But she will appear eventually
Either by light of sun or dark of moon
Her choice, her pace, her timeline
her decision
Nightfall and daytime,
Dusk and dawn,
Sunshine and night gloom,
He calls them to order,
He dictates their timeline.
February 20, 2022
Bite size Poem No. 37 Poetry Contest
Paris Jackson received over $3 million in allowance payments.
Industry Work
Art appraisal as life timeline evolves.
Privacy Act Included.
Succulent Garden Retreats of Soil
The simultaneity
Of life and death
May appear as
A timeline of life..
This is simply
Just a story which
May tag time as an
Illusionary veil of
The simultaneity...
Form:
There is
An apparent
Lifestory
Which seems to
Fill a timeline..
Life stories
Intersecting
With conflict and
Peace and claiming
Understandings..
Apparently...
My way back home, follow the moon
I see shadows in the dark, follow the moon
Ahead of the timeline, follow the moon
Bow to him, he's the on, follow the moon
Full or half when it's there
follow the moon
-BRY
All my hope is in that other timeline.
The timeline that grew up beside me like a friendly neighbor.
I have moved past what I thought was fate.
Surrounded by old wishes-
That have turned into new promises.
I broke myself on your busy mischief
Impaled my heart in community spaces
Rearranged my timeline and still wait
Now, as ever seeing the carnival tricks
Elbows flash, i'm ready for the quick hit
I will never submit or quit
After unfriending you
from my life,
I am scrolling down
a fresh timeline...
your posts are not appearing in it...
My dreams are not streaming
your videos anymore...
And heart has promised not to tweet about you...
pleated mountains peaks
clockwork waterfalls
chiseled crevices
pressure etched artwork
cascading timeline
gliding the dial
3-25-2021
Tableau - 6 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
When the timeline
of days and nights becoming scarce
finally we will be nothing...
We will have nothing...
You still won't be alone...
Fear not... it will remain for you
as a consolation, all
my eternity of silence...
I'm in no way an artist.
My eyes burning.
But my tears are the paint,
Lashes the brush,
My bed sheets the canvass.
My eyes burn.
Tears flood.
Mind shut.
While the painting unfolds in front of me.
A timeline of such....
Clouds withhold
tears
of Heaven’s
delivery
Thunder
marks a timeline
of new
discovery
Lightning
the force
that rebrands
our arrival
Flooding
our existence
in memory
— alluvial
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
signal of approaching cataclysm?
we can't see the gauntlet
it's past the cunning poison
a villain of his own timeline
piqued by an illiquid New Moon
Level 2 risk for severe stratagems
Earth braces for an apocalyptic slap
this time it could break
The only good day is a day that is ended
Newdays bring on new threats
New threats new stress
New stress new diseases
New diseases a chance of death
And on a long enough timeline
Death brings a bad day
The only good day is a day that is ended
(“Nonbinary”, 2023, original encaustic)
On the timeline of Life
Past, present and future
All interpenetrate
Back and forth, forth and back
Constantly adjusting and upgrading
Experience with experience
In a loop
Möbius could clearly see.
(9/22/25)
Creature claw marks crisscrossing,
Reminders on your skin
A post-it timeline
Of fear and then
You climb the grapevine
To your vices, apprehend
It all entices again
This prophecy,
Of the knife and me,
Feels like it's gonna be
As pure as milk and honey
May your days be full of memories
the kind you like to share
May your weeks be full of peace and joy
by showing that you care
And as each month slowly passes
and turns into a year
Always remember the ones who love you
who are no longer here
2/3/12 Jenny Emelander
then you rushed into the leafy courtyard late
like you’d just been thrown in by some hand
but we hadn’t actually arranged it yet
I knew immediately the timeline was
malfunctioning, still, I went with it anyway
for old time sake and the yesterdays to come
I cry without knowing,
Sadness seems to cloud my pain.
Love is a hopeless dream,
Death wheels its self-gain.
Emotional daggers thrown left and
right,
Life flips for endless time
War starts as a sick joke.
Peace begins a picture in a child's
mind.