Short Watching Poems
Short Watching Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Watching by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Watching by length and keyword.
Remember watching the tide
The sandpipers around
The barnacled pillars of the wharf
Everything wet, you silky and soft
Sitting alone
Crying at home
Wishing for more
Watching the door
See the mirror
Total fear
What do I see
Is this me
for long time
this been on my mine
watching you
and all you do
my repect you won
well done
thos some job was ood
GOOD JOB
it is looking down
the world is round
he see us all
there if we fall
he the the break wall
love us too
GODS
WATCHING YOU
soaking in the hot pool at Breitenbush
watching young lovers passing on the trail
Perseids streak across the dark skies
I’m watching you bleed
Until your insensible
I’ll show no mercy
I want you to be vanish
I spit on you thousand times
curious little humans
attacking flies in mid air
tapping the air with tiny paws
sitting on windowsills
watching birds
Waving at October...!
welcome the rain,
watching leaves flying to die.
Between colours and cold,
new changes to breath
watching the sunrise
sunken treasure
comes to light
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some one watching you
what do you do
there's or book
and hook
on you too
i was lay beach OILING
cause them me
EYE BOILING
I enjoy watching
Clothes tumble in the dryer
At the laundromat;
It reminds me of sunset
And its swiftly changing hues.
Soft warmth you bestow
Watching the game or a show
Tattered chenille throw
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
short skirts
make you alert
hot pants
makes you dance
you just stare
but touch you dare
watching
these
SUMMER WEAR
Form:
short skirts
make you alert
hot pants
makes you dance
you just stare
but touch you dare
watching
these
SUMMER WEAR
Form:
short skirts
make you alert
hot pants
makes you dance
you just stare
but touch you dare
watching
these
SUMMER WEAR
Form:
Gods weary red sleepy eye
opening, turning darkness
back to lovely blue bird skies
watching over me
©Donna Jones
6-23-2013
Catching Fire
Some of us are watching the skies for works of fire
While some of us are quietly catching it.
Which are you?
headlands
strong winds and rains as we watch
the waves sleight of hand
capturing then releasing
the breath of the tides
Precious moment between thoughts ??
Watching, waiting, clouds appear
Passing by,
Leaving...
soft breeze
Open sky.
the dragonfly lands
on a gently swaying reed
an egret watching
laying in your bed
watching you
get dressed
the permanent ring in the
back pocket
of your blue jeans
i’m missing you already
Form:
Teasing me with freedom
Understanding finally dawns
Voyeuristically I hide
Watching myself drift
As I move away from reality
Summertime
Laying on green lawns
Long yawns
Watching the clouds
Picking faces out of their shapes
What a great escape
My dad
My dad with his dark hair
Is in his room.
He is touching a Qur’an
And he is reading.
I am watching him
From the door.
February yawns
Shaking the signs of Winter
Watching for the Spring
Second month
in my attempt
to haiku the year.