Short Voices Poems
Short Voices Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Voices by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Voices by length and keyword.
Deafening thunder,
cries from down under
Voices of silence
—lost in the wind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2020)
bitter cold voices
lost behind woolen mufflers
definition blurred
written December 7, 2021
better small voices
than loud ear-blasting noises
interrupting me
written January 21, 2022
all gazing skyward
following a full moon's path...
golden voices rise
4/14/2022
Used howmanysyllables.com
A Script, A Lift,
.... Colors The Sky!
All Our Voices,
Strength, .... And Might!
Sentenced wrongly
imprisoned well
The bars a fortress
—where voices dwell
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Senryu 7-1-2016
raised voices warning
thunder awakens lightning
dark thoughts fading
John G. Lawless
7/1/2017
don't be control
be bold
you are the gold
so don't fold
get to the voting poll
make your choices
YOU ARE THE VOICES
silent
spirit voices
signal present dolens
gently shaping thermy plenum
genomes
Voices raised-piercing the languid, midday haze
Leaving the pieces of tranquility, an ephemeral memory, soon to be forgotten
silence is broken
a sound of a door creaking
whispering voices
footsteps coming from the room
the dwarf hid in a cupboard
Voices
Silent screams
Rapidly cycling
Whispers of death and of darkness
Marckincia Jean
11/08/18
Free verse
.... While, With Our Voices Spring!
A Continuum Of Sunshine,
... And A Gentle, ... Breeze!
Soft breezes calming
Voices from swaying wind chimes
Message from heaven
written June 6, 2021
Old voices echoed
Stubbornly until they drowned
Soft remonstrations
Old worn useless endearments
Rising waters held silence
Everything could have been different
but those who believed
never raised their voices!
Little feet tiny hands
Inside me growing and
Kicking my ribs jabbing my hips
Responding to noises voices
With a flip
Whenever I consider choices,
I consult my inner voices.
Life goes as fine as it can be -
except when my voices disagree.
Voices raised---piercing the languid, midday haze
Leaving the pieces of tranquility, an ephemeral memory, soon to be forgotten
Whispers in the wind of night
Soft voices travel swiftly
Sounds go lightly through darkness
Moving in the breeze
Russell Sivey
I see them run,their voices echo like a blasting gun!All these thoughts within my head,its not
me its the spirits of the dead!
Form:
Thunder rumbles quietly
From the pen to the page
And the poets are writing
Of changes. How long
‘til their voices are seen?
Form:
you have a right
to make light bright
you are the hope
don't mope or poke
speak your voices
with pen win
ITS
YOUR CHOICES
Skeptics are shrieking
You are one of a million;
Ignore their voices
When you find your true calling
You are one in a million
Roosters crow
Cock-a-doodle-do
Crickets hum
Jimminey
An eighteen wheeler heads out
Voices drowned out