Short Weeping Poems
Short Weeping Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Weeping by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Weeping by length and keyword.
Senryu 11/20/2016
old pottery jugs
cracking with the weight of age
silently weeping
John G. Lawless
11/20/2016
weeping on a lea
speaking in sotto voce
I am the spring rain...
whispering to the flowers
murmuring soft to the trees
New jacket, new bike.
Old man rode
Wobbling unsteadily
Straight into a pond,
Frustrating the ducks.
willow is weeping
its branches drifting in breeze...
a baby crying
3/15/19
Sp-Dear Heart
Haiku poetry contest
What death
Weeps not, but
Sings out loud and
Hoist its sail
Upon this crowd
Rest here, again, but
Your weeping eyes
The angels danced the day you were born,
now in your memory they mourn.
November 12, 2016
whispering city
blaring-chattering fountains
weeping train-tunnels
in prayer, I am taking
the one - thy name: my silence
why are you weeping
because I am a willow
must you remain so
(13 words)
23 May 2017
desire to branch out
hoping for leaves to caress
lightning interrupts
For Delilah Ventura’s “I Am a Tree Contest”.
weeping willows s w a y
into tissues of regret-
chartreuse leaflets mourn
June 11, 2017
ivory flakes fall
like weeping tears from heaven-
angels in the snow
December 22, 2018
Tania
When wondrous willows weep, wild whistling whipping winds whirl wickedly.
Wonderful while watching, writing, weeping...
The Weeping Willow tree was just another tree to me.
Then the wind blew.
And I glanced at her.
So she danced with me.
Gloomy sky weeping
depression happier now
if tomorrow comes....
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By:kashinath karmakar(14th January,2011)
Fields and fields of golden and red flowers
Budding affection…nourishing weeping meadows
Vines and vines of insidious splendor
Form:
love slept
as
rainbows wept
weeping willows
pillows tear depths
feathering clefts
landing softly
love slept
?
willow of weeping
seeking forest emerald
mother nature’s tears
August 19, 2019
I found crumbled roses.
My insecurities haunt me.
You’ve changed yourself.
Your heart is left waiting,
it’s weeping softly.
Wind Howls at the keep
Lightning hugs the mountain steep
Heavy clouds start to weep
By Robb A. Kopp
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it looks like an old she
a witch maybe
her clothes
tattered
look like thin reed threads
hanging down
all around
her frail bent body
Tears falling from Angels eyes
gathering in spreading pools
over the sterile parched earth
grief for beauty lost
On the chunk of stone,
ocean's extreme heaviness,
amongst my weeping.
Written: August 6, 2021
evening stretching
weeping willow snow tinged
airs and graces
entry for Charles Henderson's haiku vs.senryu competition
concrete silently
weeping softly clouded rain
pouring out its heart
Crying out its anger to
the world that corrupt it
A
Lone tree
Weeping in
The darkest night;
Though no sound is heard
Matters as much
As anyone
In God’s
Eyes.