Short Twirling Poems

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


Premium Member Snow Flakes

(Snow Series)

Twirling winter seed
each flake dancing with the wind
to enhance footprints

© Harry J Horsman  2010
Form: Haiku


Premium Member Scents of Autumn

 
Autumn, leaves of red drift, twirling with the yellow. Earthy scents fill the woodland air, vibrant !
Form: Cinquain

Fall

Autumn leaves dancing
Spinning and twirling around
All so inspiring
Enticing playful moments
With choreographed echoes.
© Stacy Fair  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

My Ode To Love Poetry In Motion

Twirling,
Falling aimlessly,
My ode to love was inaudible,
Whirling against the breath and sigh
Of yesterdays

Cynthia

Premium Member Perfect Pirouettes

a flake of snow twirling in the sunlight

              performs perfect pirouettes
 
 upon a breath of air
Form: Kimo


Ripples

Twirling 
Swirling 
Disappearing
Ripples in the water 
Ripples in my mind
Twirling
Swirling 
Guess what they do next ?
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Moment of Grace

A woman twirling 
Like a dervish
Hula hoops rotating 
Around her chest and waist



Date written and posted: 04/12/2016
Form: Imagism

Kite Tale

brisk boisterous wind
throws the joyous kite so high
caught by crescent moon
trailing twirling tail
toddler tugs the moon along
© Kim Shaw  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Her First Recital

girl
twirling
in circles
with a tutu
gal
Form: Lanterne

Premium Member Winter Leaf Dance

bare  
      branches, 
    sky-outlined 
  one last twirling
          leaf

For Broken Wings L-Form Contest.
Written 4/8/17
Form: Lanterne

Premium Member light footed danseuse

light footed danseuse
admired by the masses
original steps

danced like a faerie
twirling her petite body
bloodying her feet
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Picture of Confidence

curling his lip
smug
arms folded
disdainful
twirling the ends
of his mustache --
even the thought
that he 
could be defeated...

Premium Member sixties girly dress

Sixties girly dress
frothy scratchy petticoat
patent leather shoes

pretty lace anklets
ready for Sunday School
twirling in the rain
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Sunflower Serenade

I’m singing honey-
rinsed sunflower serenades
twirling with corn rays…
and I’ll waltz through every fall…
to embrace his saffron warmth
Form: Tanka

Simplicity

a feather
floating
aloft
on a zephyr
twirling
beneath the hues
of morning's rise
captivates
suddenly
i wish 
it were me
carefree

Then There Were None

swirling ~ twirling
faster ~ faster
time promenades
look listen learn
beggars ~ thieves
trust YOURSELF
humanity
instinct or extinct?

Premium Member Ginko Biloba

Your yellow leaves make my morning happiness 
Circular movements giving rhythm to the phases of my life 
in my dance twirling and senseless
© Aby M'Baye  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member SUMMER'S FINAL SIGH

SUMMER'S FINAL SIGH ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ golden leaves descend falling softly, twirling slow summer's final sigh
Form: Haiku

Building castles: A Snowflake Poem

Swirling, twirling
Crisp and white,
It’s a snowflake
Kind of night…

Crystals shimmer
By moonlight,
Building castles
Till daylight…
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Leaf

Red leaf with the stars, falling. Maroon dusk crawling. Twirling last dance! Prettier, livelier than ever before.
Form: Verse

Muse

MUSE

........wrap me up star in your soft coat twirling sounds

and dreams for me to dance to 
on this table alone 
and breeze

 free

Premium Member A Coin In The Fountain

Twirling
Head over heels
Sun glinting
On its edges
Dreams afloat
On riffled air
The splash
A cool see-saw descent
Of hope’s
Last penny

Premium Member Her Foibles


chill arrives
 twirling like bruised spine , 
with each huff 
          her skin coils 
     on decaying trellises--
ripped by old foibles
Form: Shadorma

Mountain

Foggy breaths reach ever so gently

Twirling and bending

Around the crannies of trees

Every nook was filled with

Her precious, pure, air

Premium Member Painting My Dreams

Colors in my head swirling, twirling, whirling; a massive funnel, that I will randomly grab for, to paint my dreams.

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