Short Vivacity Poems
Short Vivacity Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Vivacity by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Vivacity by length and keyword.
John Singleton Copley
distinguished portraitist with vivacity
Painting in a unique style
competed wih Reynolds for a while
innocence sparks audacity
borne of our soul’s vivacity
vibrant by day, aglow by night
manifesting bliss beat delight
self-renewing capacity
19-May-2023
two silhouettes visible
tentative strokes all over
tantalizing mood created...
pure vivacity
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gamboling along -
springtide lamb, pure, snowy-white,
ebony ears & face
the frolic, precious; a kid
skipping with vivacity
10/11/2022
our innocence
aspect allowing
animates silence
magnetising space
by pouring in its womb
vivacity of soul presence
magically thus melding
form and emptiness
that consciousness
is held as a throb
in toroidal heart
SO VIVACITY EFFERVESCENCE
So Vivacity
I care for you ever so
Beyond the guidance
The stops and the goes
I shall not be relentless
Effervescence Oh
Your enthusiasm
I care for you forever
Your effervescence
4/02/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
There is a constant fear of being forgotten.
Fear so strong that if I close my eyes just
for a moment, I might lose myself entirely
to the unworldly chaos, I try to escape.
I long too much and crave the vivacity
of human touch.
and they wonder as to why I don't
sleep at night.
Your time on Earth is limited.
Use it wisely; don't be dim-witted.
And as you age, be uninhibited!
Don't try to age with grace
always keeping a straight face.
Age with mischief and audacity,
high spirits and vivacity!
If doubts and inhibitions you dispel,
then you'll always have a story to tell.
Through a kaleidoscope
A physical life in crisis
Dying seems imminent
Does your life go pasteurize
Or is it through gossamer organza
A zephyr blowing
With vivacity zip
In springiness with vitality
Straight to the grave
Sometimes the misuse of a word can be funny...
PASTICHE
occasional
startling
vivacity
&verve
an
existence
random
switching
shuttling
about
immensely
enthusiastic
&
gesticulating
nsinuous
nsuperficial
&melancholic
contemplating
a suave
astonishing
pastiche
before
&
despite
either
austere
feeling
or
modishness
Thinking about the past
I used to fly in the sky
Dedicated my vivacity
To serve the motherland
Through tough, silly,
Joyful days along the way
Only history left in memory
Old man and his quality
If bad karma has been created
People must be unhappy,
Worried and angry
Will decry inside my coffin
This is for one, low and old.
Peterborough metropolis.
We have a Waitrose too, Vivacity has the power.
Metropolis genuine life, old and low.
Homeless, give them a Council House, there are enough.
M&S is sceptre special in Queensgate.
We are tired of working, Peterborough relaxes.
Genuine life, unreplaceable.
A vision of pulchritude
My sweet little Isabel
Coquettish in the extreme
A beautiful southern belle
Lithe limbed and gracile
She is hopelessly vivacious
With her sylph like elegance
She tends to the outrageous
But for all her dalliances
And her overt vivacity
Her revelling in the attention
She is still in love with me
Form:
The social tree filled to its limbitations with youthfulness.
Quite full of itself - shivering in vivacity and playfulness.
Va-va-voom of t o o many birds, no room for bees.
But those buzzers sure know how to shake those coconuts free.
8/16/2021
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L. Milton Hankins
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Silent density has settled,
Like an aural veil.
Ennui bores me with her hungry stare...
And I stare back.
Her contact is a barren performance.
A Goddess pulls at my strings,
But I am music-less.
She will wait in blackness.
Vivacity will, again, pull tight in me,
But until then,
I will sit and submit to my mood.
© 2012
Ruby Honeytip
Why insensibly annoy
The three-year-old boy
With tales about Ancient Troy
That does gaiety destroy,
When you can his vivacity buoy
With some blue-eyed toy
Or a much sweetened soy
That heightens a child’s joy;
Or before him act a decoy
Or some crazy song employ
About a girl unprofitably coy
The Pure Gold, a sweetened soy
Tales about Troy, The Alloy.
The city smells perfume
on every clean sidewalk...
The city has the presence of life,
in each assisted tree...
It's most graceful,
in each flowering flower...
Have further affection,
in every attentive look...
The city has further flavor,
in painted mouth kissed...
There's most love,
in every loving heart...
And it has the most vivacity
in every blessed act!
The thinking eye,the abstract made visible
a spatial convergence ,now liberated.
Imaginary ,incomplete feelings,beacons of
vivacity,profound and positive.Intense inner
sounds,a polyphony,the poet's soul,unfazed&free
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They make marriage a priority,
And forget the necessity,
Love fade, love vanished
Money radiate vivacity,
Make money, marry your equal,
Let it be superfluous, it command obedience
Don't marry in poverty,
is disastrous, ruinous and lethal,
It tattered your soul and lead you to pang
Don't believe in their motivations,
Money is happiness,
Make money and see obedience.
I'm fortunate because
love permeates me,
because my smile
lifts me up...
I'm cheerful because
I have vivacity that
moves me, I have
the poetry that
comforts me...
I have someone who
loves me without asking
anything..or almost nothing...
because i love people
and they donate me strength...
I'm fortunate because I found out
that I'm alive and that
makes me extremely rich...!
Celebrations galore
throughout the hemisphere
worldly delight
Bright sunny day
temperatures mild
blissful happenings
Joyous occasion
bolstering freedom
laughs and smiles
Universal principles
thorough determination
brings vivacity
The wind
from heaven's height
filled with happiness, gaiety
Life's responsibilities
can at times
be pleasurable
Evening fosters a
delightful night
enjoying placidity
The essence of humanity,
Oh, so delicately frail
As gossamer silk wings
On arid August winds
This unkempt structure
Capable of fierce vivacity
And yet somehow…
So effortlessly fractured
By a heartfelt whim
Hopes once worth effort
Strewn about sidewalks
Life’s weathered stones
Abandoned and waning
Callously kicked aside
And then somehow…
Rain washed to the shore
To be pulled away once more
By the evening tides
As lovers delight in each other's presence
The sun peeks through the clouds to feed 'pon their love
The meadow feeds on the energy of the mix of love and breaking sun
Daisies spring up in their presence
Drawing power to bloom and grow just from the radiance of love
New love growing on the feeling of this is the one
Overflowing with vivacity and strength
Lovers in the coming of the sun
What will happen?
Will it continue and grow?
Only time will tell...
O, my soul, strike the balance
twixt lethargic nihilism
and frenetic paranoia.
As the river runs its course,
and the Earth falls in an endless swoon toward the light ...
Let me walk, let me run, let me dance, let me live
eyes sparkling with delight at an existence pregnant with meaning
without fear that I can't possibly do everything I would wish to
knowing that my Earthly walk is a mere stroll
on a road beyond the stars.
16 October 2022
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sophisticated architect who framed the home of my life's essence
eloquent sculptor who casts and molds my ethereal vivacity
aesthetic painter who puts the ravishing, superb hues in my flawed existence
imperial majesty, owning the aureate diadem of my subsistence's glory
" NUMBER 1 " mother, the blood when I'm in thirst and the flesh when I'm hungry.
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