Short Unusable Poems
Short Unusable Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Unusable by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Unusable by length and keyword.
I persevered, ‘My ideals are gone’
Life mocked me, NO! –
‘Ideals’ untested in reality’s crucible
are worthless, unusable
Categories:
unusable, education, life,
Form:
Rhyme
dark and ethereal
stark reminders of being
never tainted nor thwarted
ever present in light
deceptively absent otherwise
now unusable
these tethers
pray tell their value
Categories:
unusable, analogy, perspective, surreal, symbolism, write,
Form:
Free verse
Rock bird
Paper nose
Cricket rose
Coconut ring
Pretzel watch
Olive wrench
Pillow oil
Car cloud
Strange occurrences
Happen at strange times
Creating strange things
All unusable
Russell Sivey
Categories:
unusable, life,
Form:
Free verse
Two birthday girls, they are both in their seventies.
I cannot figure out what to give them with ease.
They probably already have bunches of unusable stuff.
I enter the store knowing my search will be rough.
Categories:
unusable, age, birthday,
Form:
Rhyme
Winter bought rights to long life ~ in command
of blizzards, ice storms, unusable roads.
Iced windshields, snowmen--whatever's on hand.
Heat overuse caused great melt overload.
Alas, Winter thawed--and found he'd been snowed.
~Snowed, in this sense, means overwhelmed with lies,
taken advantage of~
December 13, 2021
For Winter Quintain Contest
by Francine Roberts
Categories:
unusable, betrayal, confusion, corruption, metaphor, nature, weather, winter,
Form:
Quintain (English)
At a time he should have been set
Murphy became rather upset.
Scott had this guessed at the outset
But not how to Murphy reset.
Scott could only pray that Murphy
Go home with the cherished trophy;
With loss his room might seem stuffy
And unusable seats fluffy...
But setbacks checked at their onset
Required one who was preset
And Ben Murphy–photo inset
Didn't look a pin the preset.
Categories:
unusable, courage, cry, humanity, sports,
Form:
Rhyme
The vagrant beggar in seeming drunken stupor
Clumsily staggers about hither and thither
No one truly wishes to lessen his pain
Turning backs on him with disdain
Now and then a half hearted benefactor
Presses into his hands unusable note in tatters
We watch from a distance, ebbing flame of conscience
To glowing heart hardening resistance by our egos indifference
15-May-2021
Categories:
unusable, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme