Short Turret Poems
Short Turret Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Turret by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Turret by length and keyword.
turquoise sky
castle Britannica
rowing club in gentle waters
arrival of swans
I head to the turret
binoculars on a ledge
I see red tulips
loving the turquoise sky
Silent bliss hum resounds within
We alone know by touch
Heart soul centre; we go therein
Thanking God very much
It’s an open secret
No one else may ferret
Save those at heart’s turret
Be to become
Silent bliss hum
23-December-2021
Quietus
No point to prove, we walk alone
With angel wings we fly
We cannot share, the bliss we own
Till ego we decry
It’s an open secret
That no one can ferret
Save love at heart’s turret
In joy we groove
No point to prove
23-October-2021
Quietus
She was lying on the Ethel’s turret with a sting in the tail
Felt a squirt on her face and barrette; is it the end of the tale?
Water water everywhere water, not a drop to drink
Ho ho the machine does totter, not a moment of wink
She yanked her pants up ,tail between legs, and crossed the sea without sail
our turret kept falling off, but still we played
the sand was wet, our fingers gritty and splayed
we were in the hot sun, there was little shade
mosquitoes were biting, we smelled like Raid
mine is the best yelled my irritating cousin Slade
Um, I beg to differ, yours is pretty much third grade
We built sand castles from scratch, not ready-made
A time so much fun, we forgot about the Everglade.
human turret son
gun syndrome
genome thunder dome
range lightning rain
night sky of 40 grain
splendid caliber
X caliber
plink to think
dinky clinks
tiny echoes
bricks, all clear
fire flies
barrels of varying sizes
armorer princess prizes
she goes all .223/5.56
flash suppressed
range without a roof
took her rounds
now she frowns
tell her later
give them back
after dinner
Twirling her fairy skirt,
a lace and pearl dessert.
His eyes hypnotized by
the lace and pearl overt.
Bells on her fingertips,
this lace and pearl concert.
She gives her all to him
in lace and pearl exert.
Her father hides her in
the lace and pearl turret.
But marriage promise
gifts lace and pearl convert.
Twinkling eyes of the groom
splays lace and pearl dessert.
The art of intelligent debate is gone.
Lost in the children of the corn maze.
A generation raised by brainless boxes.
Know-it-all that really knows nothing.
Civil debate has become passe.
Now it's only my way or hell's highway.
Tear gas-bullhorns. doxing.
Up in your face is all the rage.
These little demons of anarchy.
Should be caged until humanized.
Goodness needs to take a last stand
Up in the turret of the damned.
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tactfulness warfare
with inhuman
constrict your
expendable headmistress
noncritical nonradioactive
bombsight puff
leveling hippie
activism and
boundlessness beatniks
were receptor
to inducement
leech anestrum
always ballerina
trusting jazz
wallop the
alchemic turret
through spunky
foothold will
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 10–16, 2026)
On a mountain called home
A mountain gave its' ground
The Shadowfire
That lies in its' heart
In you...
in me
The colour known only to you
The colour reflected within its' walls
Through vaulted ceilings
Bastions of stone
Flying buttress
Turret and spire
This the castle known as...
Shadowfire
To look upon the sky
See the silouette
Tall spire
Rising from a mountain
An eagle to fly
A castle high
Shadowfire