Short Weltering Poems
Short Weltering Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Weltering by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Weltering by length and keyword.
Weltering, weltering
away at what
is so good in
life, sad to see go,
but oh so
sweet, not
sweet but
sweet, sweet
sorrow, yes
weltering sorrow
Categories:
weltering,
Form:
Free verse
Glistening snowflakes on watery springs
falling down from heavens stage
making a chorus as angels sing
Heavens open to hear the sounds
of people singing all around
sheltering tree's help critters shield
their baby's in the winters field
calling out to nature's door
hoping snow will fall no more.
But spring appears in one days time
opens up the weltering sun.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
8-10-04
Categories:
weltering, autumn, baptism, beach, beauty, butterfly, christian, courage,
Form:
Light Verse
I am tasting the pristine water melted from the highest mountain up high
Dancing with the sun's rays over glazing summer's green grass
Floating with the weltering waves of a vast ocean at sunset
Riding the aborning knowledge of our next generation
Smelling the chastity of the first bud of spring bloomed with beauty and maturation
I am exploring your heart
laving your soul
sharing your thoughts
before I can love you
Categories:
weltering, adventure, art, love,
Form:
I do not know?
Mattie & I
on the stream of
Soda Can
the heavenly hills
Of Hats.
The howling husked heard;
Just The Night Owls
And the waxes of weltering wobble of worms
All In Dreams
Then:
I rollover
And see Mattie
Swift asleep forever
And whimpering…
Aches
And I never eat-
Till Mattie wakes-
From his sleep:
--Dedicated To My Conscience,Abeer:R.I.P --
**Obese Is Not Okay**
For "Put Your Rebel On!" Contest
Categories:
weltering, loss
Form:
Blank verse
Out of the wind,
the brown carpet is marked
prosaic like petals swept away
My snowdrops weltering in the winter
not even dead heading
can help their blind eye stalks
I feel like a pebble
roughened at the edges
and Im gifting no one
Mother nature has unearthed me
My eyes remain shut
I finger past the muddy morass
I feel blazed over
from the cityscape of lingering dreams
Not even the recurring home
joyous and warm
feels my pockets
I am a sunbaked bun
Categories:
weltering, allegory,
Form:
Free verse