Short Vistas Poems
Short Vistas Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Vistas by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Vistas by length and keyword.
Hungary's Victor Vasarely
Op Art is particular u s p
As you 'view from a different aspect'
new vistas you readily will detect
All endless vistas
Hold clouds as well as rainbows
Choice is heavenly
For Raul Moreno's "Inspiration in Haiku" contest
with the sun setting,
dusk darkens the ground below
and vistas fade out~
days flee like defeated youth
as we tread slow to our grave
Lost on a misty mountaintop
chasing Hyakoju's fox
distant vistas unclear
draws presence to what's near
an alpine flower
breathes through
the early morning dew
O Canada my home and native land
So proud of my country with vistas so grand
Prejudiced yes
Beauty obsessed
Amazed by our own beautiful Rockies we stand
HIROSHIGI
lingering
landscapes
CANALETTO
captivating
canals
GUARDI
venetian
vistas
TWINKU a double word distich with integral title
Para Felicidade
Para ser feliz,
trabalha.
Sempre faça um pouco a mais;
trabalha feliz.
Parece simples à primeira vista.
É simples
mesmo depois
de outras vistas.
Lily Ly Dun, was an Asian beauty I once knew
Known around town for her yummy moo moo
Quite a few times
Her vistas I climbed
To put it gently, set my chengdu's askew
Lily Ly Dun, was an Asian beauty I once knew
Known around town for her yummy moo moo
Quite a few times
Her vistas I climbed
To put it gently, set my chengdu's askew
Every day is an exciting new adventure
A thirst for knowledge, a real mind bender
For opening new doors
To vistas unexplored
The love and joy is a real thirst quencher
layer
on layer
interlocked
reflections
tints
&outlines,
dreams
on
a bespattered
palette:
transversed
by
light&shade
constellations
of
absolutes,
virtuosity
made
free
a skyline..
ships
&harboour,
at midnight
evening
&dawn,
in the
rain
snow
or sun,
changeless
yet...
ever changing
vistas
upon
the escalator
of the
living
Brush hovers around,
paints art profound.
Curtail its hue,
from a few
vulnerable shades — so much naive;
don’t let anyone deceive
the irreversible art that we paint,
don’t give a chance for regrets or complaints.
imagery,
vistas,
portals
of vision,
a vibrant
panorama:
pathways
to the poetic
to explore
to expose
words..
to
devise:
to
distill
thoughts
never
yet spoken
Collages diffuse vanilla vistas
such effulgence waltzing to violet tempos
though the forestalling of waterfalls
evolves into a gargantuan war
weapons whistle from the mountains
beatitudes of mirth shan’t ever be eradicated
Instead of all the killings and constant wars
Us “civilized” beings must try to ignore
The differences between us
Just jump on the happiness bus
One big joyous family, new vistas to explore
© Jack Ellison 2016
Sábado
Sábado, dia de feira
dia da audácia da esperança!
Dia da Esperança
Dia da ação.
Sábado,
Dia da ação
da crença
em coisas não vistas,
a crença
de que há dias melhores.
Dia de fazer
De todos os dias
mais e mais.
Awestruck by the beautiful America!
Gathering crowd obliged: admiring
Of vistas known so well by buffalo
resting - by thermal pools of color
Aqua-rainbow geysers spring aura!
(6/20/21 Yellowstone – the world’s first National Park)
Taking in vistas
breathing in autumn's perfume
squirrels hopscotch from branch to branch
juncos play a symphony for me
the wind whispers reminding me of emptiness on my sides
stinging me to the core with a sense of absence
till we meet again
383.
Philippines: Feel Happiness
Thousands of islands, thousands of fiestas
Hundreds of colors, hundreds of vistas
Come to the Philippines
And you'll feel happiness!
-10/11/2015
(Dumarao)
*for a poem contest in allpoetry.com
Her silken hair fell soft
On sun-kissed cheeks
Her eyes aglow
With Vistas unique
An angel sent
To dwell on earth
Her laughter spoke
Of Joy and Mirth
Sashayed her way
Effortless grace
Drifted away
To her Heavenly Place
Karma is real
Across eons
Stay woke
Thro' troubles
Thought simple
Vistas pure
Maladies heal
Spirits soar
Leave the dark
Endure the present
Dwell on trutjh
Grow compassion
Advance to Dharma
Pure in spirit
A soul at peace
Tranquil from within
A billowing cloud descends effortlessly from great heights
Languishing momentarily near ominous
Peaks, quietly resting,
Surrounding tree-lined unspoiled vistas, while exploiting yon zenith
A poem written in the duel styles of ABC and Acrostics
Bob Quigley
10/27/2011
NEW ILLUSTRATED PICTORIALS
capriciously
assembled
intimations
so
audaciously
experimental
remain
an exception
waxed
lyrical
in
preferred
literal
forms
vast
& proliferating
infinite
linguistic
vistas
interacting
discreetly
E
Agora é março:
Março,
Mês da audácia da esperança!
Mês da Esperança
–
Mês da ação em frente da dificuldade.
Mês da ação em frente da incerteza.
Mês da crença em coisas não vistas.
Uma crença de que há dias melhores.
Mês de fazer
todos os dias
mais e mais.