Short Updraft Poems
Short Updraft Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Updraft by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Updraft by length and keyword.
September Song(for Sarah)
Chill September days
show off
silver gulls,
suspended as they are
on strings of blue.
Caught in the updraft
I think of you,
and do not fully understand
how you turned my life around,
Or
how below became
above.
My mood seems of late like
swirling leaves on the ground,
caught up in occasional updraft,
if only for a few feet,
then fall back to ground.
Leaves are expressionless,
hiding their true feelings and thoughts,
swirling wherever gusts take them,
and crunch under foot.
Broken Wing
I am left alone
a bird of prey
feasting on carrion
wasting my talent
roosting on the ground
unable to grasp
the inevitable
longing for the wind’s
warm updraft
to lift me
from flightless
death
4/16/2017
submitted to – BROKEN WING – Poetry Contest
Once he ran, a younger man, now he hobbles
Once he walked, cheerfully talked, now he wobbles
Once he laughed, a breezy updraft, now he cries
Once he hoped, with the future eloped, now he sighs
Once he looked forward
~ Now he looks toward
The day when he can die
The sky is clear bright and open
Showcasing the glowing patterns
I traced while lying down
Snuggled against dewy grass on loamy soil
My spirit soars amidst the amidst the updraft
and my heart returns to visit
the feeling of home
Your spirit is here
Wrapped about our love
Our shared memories
Etched into the fabric of unchanging stars
I fall into nubla cloud
my soul, its song too small for sky
my lungs gasp fog-rich air
diablo occlusions on my lips
my O slips from its mark
at cloud's cumulus
an altocumulonimbus skims my skin
my footfall spirals
a clout in updraft
sky on sky
my U falls
into all that stays aloft—
all thit wos
thut wyll as
virga drofts
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The hawk lay upon the lazy late afternoon
air currents;
Floating, circling, spiraling, ever downward.
Its wings spread wide, white feather-tips splayed.
It teetered on the updraft
above the terraced alluvial plains
in the lea of the Himalayas.
Landing with a compression of desire
upon the crumbling limestone outcropping,
It stood preening.
Waiting,
For the next breeze.
Their wing span stretched to full extent
to catch the updraft compliment.
Still bodies caught in endless flight
Gray backs roll to sleek plumed white
Ever on they plough the ocean
Held aloft with graceful motion
Testament to His creation
Marvels of natural aviation
Bodies turn on the slightest flip
As they swoop and soar, bank and dip.
Then one by one they disappear
And suddenly the sky is clear.
Listen to poem:
In the nighttime hours
As the world deftly creeps by
I summon my powers
Spread my wings and fly
Past cotton clouds,
Snow-capped mountains, white
I am lost and I am found
I am beauty and blight
Past the midnight chimes
A soul searching for home
Tangling myself in rhymes
So as to not feel alone
Catch the updraft of hope
Friendship sun on my face
My place in this world in scope
Loathing, with love replace
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ubergeeks huddle at cracked screens~
forefront of the gale stamps rooftops into drums.
sky bleeds indigo then bruises black
a puck of hail cracks the bus shelter glass.
wind doesn't howl~it translates.
pine tongues lash at power lines.
rain stitches the river to the road.
one lone bird rides the updraft on a dare.
then~lightening forks the clouds~
roots seeking soil.
This kite electric
tangled in the power lines
tattered silk like paper skins
of dyed and colored onion rinds
With salty satin stains
flapping in the ocean air
it once held tight a child's hand
tingling knuckles white and bare
Updraft caught and carried
jangling raw up on the wires
electric now ungrounded
white heat lightning fuel tipped fires
Now it begs release
from the metal to the sky
With my own eyes as witness
sparks reach out to catch it fly.