Short Vulnerably Poems

Short Vulnerably Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Vulnerably by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Vulnerably by length and keyword.


Premium Member Chelsey's Heart

Chesley’s heart gave her soul’s intimate thoughts away.
So vulnerably open, she was easy prey.
A great many people warned her to build a wall,
But that was not her personality at all.
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Detached Observer

Detached Observer



In Stillness
I 
Observe light
Green arura northern light
In space, in vision
A cloud of solar wind 
Dancing
vulnerably
Riding freely

My twin cell is on that ride

Am
A detached viewer
Become an extension of
breath

This Backwood In The Suburbs

This backwood in the suburbs
Untamed wild, streeted round.
Near but with far sensations
Vulnerably blown through.

Crossing and tracking, lose me
Whom to follow would dare!
Nights, know what the lost feel!
Whom spooked are tree shades by.
Whilst as a fear-rush bats fly
In fox cub hear wolf's clue.

warringal park
Form: Rhyme

Lacrimae Rerum

A matchstick made out of a bark 
To catch a flame and burn  
Creating fire caused by sparks 
And burn all things with no return. 
 
A water that washes away stain 
But is left rather impure 
Water that comes from rain 
Makes things obscure 
 
A vulnerably fragile heart 
Played with scissors and sticks 
Broken into several parts 
Wound in every piece you pick
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member EarthSong AnthroPoids

AnthroPoids
standing tall
on both unlikely hind feet

Are a great aped longing
to belong

Without getting down 
on all four transportive limbs

Stretching down
and dusking in

ReImagining
another dawning day
empowering
and enlightening
mind's embodied sacred life

In and out
for and of
vulnerably wise
and transparently healthy
communion circles

EarthPassioned AnthroPoids
dancing in tall circles
singing up and out
from both hind feet.


Pink Vulnerability

I continue to feel
the searing pain. 
ever constant.
so keen.
Not the kind
    that heals fast,
      open wound that closes.
But, the kind that stays vulnerably
       with the passing years.
Three decades 
        and still counting.

Woe to this pain!
With laden anguish, 
The heart's bemoaning.
Thinking it was born
     without a name.
Only to find then
     at a much later time;
giving in.
Oblivious now.
Unashamed
    that my bosom groans,
        complains.

Weary Heart

Weary heart
Like a thorny rose
Each prick blisters
Representing accumulated blows
Now thickly glazed
Cautious & patient these days
Yet not withered tart
This frosty rose
Immediately froze
Crimson cloved
Armor lost in a doze
Stranger, I'm agile
Cannot view me fragile
Straw-like and green stemmed
Silky petals easily unhemmed
Vulnerably swaying in an evening breeze
Keep your distance, please
To the chosen few
I ask, “Will I ever learn
To let my guard down to you?"
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