Short Titans Poems

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


Eclipse In the Pearl

Too early, too late
the sun sunk deep
all gazed, all amazed
what  a clash!
Moon-sun, the titans
wow! eyes open, ears loud
all shouted.
at the break of dawn
A new beginning
Form: Ballad


Two Worlds Colliding

love dwells still...
parents refuse their marriage
for class reasons

truth and lie
join to become one entity...
clash of titans



Olusegun Arowolo  
Contest: 'Two worlds Colliding'  sponsored by Russel Sivey
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Watchtowers

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
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.

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There is
no 
end and no
beginning, Dear, as
you
wrap my winters
in a shimmery
blanket
of eternal kisses

You
are, we are
forever
enmeshed in this
breathtaking
fight of Titans

It never
started 
really as it always
was, endless.

World Is Powerless

world raw in anguish titans warring and mortals dying powerless to change or choosing, knowing choices bring grave requiems
Date: September 29, 2016 Poetry Contest: Lament A Tanka Sponsor: Rick Parise


Wizard: Legend of Literary Titans

Free from the sins of the America’s bureaucracy,
you were always indifferent
To jealousy,

Yet your poetry
Has fostered poets
To compose legendary verses,

And, though you are distinguished from,
The majority of your contemporaries
The wounds of the broken have been mended.
Form: Verse

When We Were Titans

once upon a time
 we laughed 

clutched hands
 and loved shamelessly
 fearlessly protective
 when her back was turned
 
I caught every arrow
 dodged every snare
 swallowed every poison
 until I gasped for breath
 
reaching for a hand
 that is no longer there 

once we were Titans

The Art of War

Clash of titans the true meaning of engaging battles where there is no victor like two lions colliding on the terrain in the atmosphere a stench of death seems to faze the nose hair and every pore shall serve one side unless captured and do otherwise wisdom to the leader hoping to take us to the land of no return

Premium Member Thunderstorm

Cooler air stream rides
On back of thundering storm
Wicked this way comes

Pounding rain and hail
Weather clash of the titans
Lightning cleaves the sky

Thunder quakes the land
Animals flee fast in flight
Humans seek cover

Dark siege slowly ends
Battle clouds exhaust their rage
Scattered by the sun
Form: Haiku

Burnt Commands

In my soft rind
light scars me blind
to fumble lost.
Invocations
from crushed nations
spew black exhaust

at rogue titans
while they frighten
to sell all Hell
made in China.
Our angina
compels farewell

prayers from devout
voices that shout
prophetic words
written by hand
to singe doom's brand
upon Earth's herds.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Truth of Our Hearts

We are called into
A real stretch of loneliness
Time unravels
As I know myself
Standing apart from you
And our dangling hopes

Raw nerves busted
Our throats bigger
Than what we could claim
So again rearranged
The old titans of foe

No longer will I stride alone in cities creep
Life beams in dirt and trees
The vast unknown stretches forever

Premium Member Hot Phenomenan

hot phenomenon 

           ancient lava rings
     hexagonal shapes appear 
         molten rock anneals

         where titans battled 
     geometric footprints pave
         the giants causeway 
         

         

Show Don't Tell, Tell Don't Show Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dilly Dally
Howmanysyllables 5/7/5  5/7/5
06/04/23
Form: Haiku

Teton Titans

TETON    TITANS



Tetons’  bouldered shoulders close over   Michael’s knelling golden clarion.



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Written for  ^Rick Parise's  Contest   "Nature Monoku ~ Single Line"



NOTE

Just couldn't resist this contest  because the Snake River and
the Tetons in the photo are one of my favorite spots.
Form: Monoku

World Is Powerless Ii

Morning dew falls, dripping down 
like tears down humanity's pain
following the setting sun
bloodshot eyes

Earth.. nature... society
tearing at the seams 
in anguish
titans in conflict

Minds fertile 
in vast oblivion
lost in direction 
on paths fogged to truth

Mre we powerless to(o)
effect change
or is the choice 
to be powerless

1966 Terminator Too

I trained with Schwarzenegger, 
down Wag Bennets gym
at this school, I was miniscule 
when standing next to him
young Arnie was a quiet boy
so gentle and so placid
his muscles hard as iron, 
where mine were soft and flaccid
The gym renowned around the world
 for training he man titans
where Arnie lifted heavy weights
 but I'd just lift the light uns
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Defiant Witness

Out there those titans thunder
and for mastery they vie.
Truth sits in a lonely corner,
as the many chase a lie.

The prophet in the wilderness
may preach to what avail?
Sweet charity and tenderness
sound like a bygone tale.

Though this world were turned to hell,
the home of lust and sin,
of heaven let these last lines tell,
that witness true within.
Form: Lyric

Java Man and Alpha's Argonauts

Pendragons these Titans dieties de facto herculean portent shores Poseidon's
Neptune her Olympus their oracles and Othello ? Robin redbreast genesis his sherwood
Forest knights of love's, round table time as Ganymede; to bear this cup ? Germane the goddess....
Angelus red it's wine a passage her ghost writer she, his lady Guinevere; fairytales lore de facto, dreams.
Form:

Premium Member Twenty-First Century Wonder

Iridescent against sand and stone 
Lies and battle cries
California fields sundered and sterile
Networks of new wars 
Hungry feed the gas lamps and hollow 
Walls and eyes
Eye circles of influencers and titans in free fall
Self-defining nano gods rush to the cistern, dry as bone 
Breathe deep pregnant age 
Show us now our modern home 

May 24, 2025

Body Clash

Body clash as the Titans of yesteryear.
Passions flow as rivers of undying desire.
Wired bras fall to the floor with lace panties.
Jeans drop, plop into the bed, heads together.
Weather explodes in thunder and lightning as
Bodies explodes as well. Spent, no repentance.
Why cry now, it's just an emotion. Tell it to the
Priest, when the moment is over and over it is.
Form: Narrative

Titans Clash

Titans Clash
The lightning, it was over-bright Beads of sweat raining from above titans clash in bloodthirsty flight The lightning, it was over-bright vaporized death exploding light mythical violence without love The lightning, it was over-bright Beads of sweat raining from above
06/22/16
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Hollow Victories

Why must diverse native cultures clash Like titans in the arenas of yesteryear, Lessons of the past centuries unlearned While unthinkable horrors, senseless wars, Continue unabated to devastate the weak While the strong greedily abscond proudly, Claiming a hollow victory at the expense Of humanity and her promise of plenty.
written August 25, 2021

CUPID

Cupid

Cupid's arrows wiltered me; they hasten the Death of Man
Cupid's arrows wiltered me; they hasten the death of Men
Although Allah is bewildered, the Titans grow ever so near.
Lurking beneath Mercury's shoulders, is Cait Sith of Final Fantasy near.
My cat, Cloudy, is mid-portioned grey not black. A Cait Sith, perhaps? indeed, Cloudy...
Little Angel.
Cupid, you Devil!

Dear Mr President

Your might may come from the Pentagon;
But remember even the Roman Legion is now gone;
You may have conquering armies all over the world;
But remember all the seas once belonged to Caesar.

You may have the biggest financial muscles;
But remember Titans existed before Hercules;
You may be about to toast the Nobel Prize;
Remember failure to shape a better world is your demise.
Form: Quatrain

We Were Giants

sun setting
touching tops
of mountains.
Their shadows
Stretching
Miles longer than they are tall.
Do you remember
When we were in love
With laughing?
Both giddy
And dancing
tip toe
On tops of sleeping titans.
We were so young.
Watching our shadows stretch
Across the valley floor,
We danced
And sung songs
And drank up the sun til drunk.
We didn’t care,
We were giants.

Bustling River

Elizabeth: squat river with cranes, tugs, wharfs abristle,
Its broad, deep-dredged breadth plied by warship and merchant mammoth,
Ships with haughty grandeur gliding along buoyed channel—
Lofty titans sneering down on collier, barge, sloop at sail
And, on fog-bound nights, soothing sleepers with moans baritone.



November 21, 2016
Form-River Line-Poetry Contest
Rick Parise, Sponsor
© David Bose  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

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