Short Unworried Poems
Short Unworried Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Unworried by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Unworried by length and keyword.
Rustling in the bush
The night time world awakens
Dark eyes in moonlight
The red fox is curious
Unworried, he trots away
dogs and I sit on their porch
sniffing lilacs in the country air
relaxed, unhurried, unworried
BOOM!
fireworks or a gun?
everything changes
If happiness can't smile upon me,
let the judge on the bench be me;
it'll spare me gray hair...
a bachelor
unworried by jealous eyes spying on me!
I cannot rush the moon, although I reckon
That if I could, I would request she hurried.
Though 'miles to go before I sleep' do beckon,
The Empress of the night sky moves unworried.
My hands are my vessel
to drink at the stream
The bank gives me a bed
a perfect place to dream
Under ardent skies I drift
untroubled, unworried
As burdens flow away
for the stream absorbs x
Form:
morning or evening
sun up or sunset
six am or pm
time does not matter
in a restful state
no clock in or clock out
no check in or check out
I open my windows
listen to bird speak
tweeting bird song
lilac’s fragrance wafts in
I smell freshly-cut grass
I am floating down life’s highway
unhurried and unworried
resuming restful retirement
morning and evening
There she is…
Hopping lightly from branches of
Each tree she rests on.
She is taking the day flippantly
Unworried, gently flipping thru’ the ruffling day
No matter what happens, even when things go
Beyond expectation of sweet bitterness
In dawn sorrow before dusk happiness
Rocketing up to the sky, and finally
Down again to the earth, gently, lightly.
(2013)
Dream catcher made of turtle shell
Elemental magic, soul bringer, dream walker
Enlightens papoose, savoring his knowing smile.
Grandfather Shaman feeds the fire
Whose pleasure to warm is well-known in teepees.
Tribal spirit faeries hide in furs
Braves will return tomorrow
Hopefully from a good hunt.
Innocent ones sleep soundly,
Unworried, on small pox blankets.
Serena is floating on the waters of life
unhurried
unworried
Her body in joyful repose
Every muscle and tendon open and relaxed
she flows as easily as the breeze twinkles the leaves
Others watch in amazement
as she glides effortlessly in and out of this world
her spirit deciding
Whether it is time to go or to stay
Death, just another water
where she will drink
when ready….
In the hollow of a tree by the river,
There are fledglings whose voices quiver
Like the melody of morning, unworried
That the moon by the sun is hurried.
Like these chicks, I’m content to unravel,
Undisturbed on my earthly travel,
The undying and ravishing wonder
Of this world, which no storm can sunder.
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The northern wind catches me and takes me upriver
I repose for a bit next to teensy startled minnows
She returns for me and flicks me up into the sky
I am light and lithe, unhurried, unworried, and we are off.
You are so lucky! A prissy prim violet calls to me as I pass.
I do not understand floral, so I stick out my chin a bit.
Wind whispers against the leaves as we head through forest of oak.
I am on the road again, my heart singing, wishing for another eagle.