Short Whirred Poems
Short Whirred Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Whirred by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Whirred by length and keyword.
Dim its room; as if the light
Day's benign, too cruelly burned.
Drowsy kept; as if that heard
Polite whirred, painful turned.
Categories:
whirred, sorrow,
Form:
Rhyme
Bee whirred,
the wings,
making that,
sound,
I was occupied in that,
thinking what it meant,
I discovered it truly,
only when it had stung.
Categories:
whirred, inspirational, life, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Captain Picard enters his quarters
after a hard day on the bridge, the
Enterprise had left Klingon space
Tea, Earl Grey, hot
The replicator whirred inaudibly
Damn it!
Cup!
CUP!
Water, soapy, hot
The replicator responded again
Damn it!
Red alert!
Categories:
whirred, fun, humorous, science fiction, space, star, tribute,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Before the war
bluejays were just bluejays,
then the missiles arrived.
CNN displayed the mounting death count
until it too was obliterated.
Scorched bodies tumbled listlessly,
down deserted streets.
Some took to the sewage systems,
down there in the narrow dark,
rats were frolicking,
paws were pitter-pattering,
and they whirred and cackled
just like Bluejays.
Categories:
whirred, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Can you imagine cream and sugar stirred
into snowy banks and winter flakes whirred.
Ice crystals forming into skating pond
for strawberries' axels and jumps beyond.
Chocolate trees stand, as limbs but a shell.
Gumdrops are children singing soft Noel.
Afternoon dish of strawberry ice cream:
tongue-lickin' good with room for tiny dream.
June 20, 2022
for Julia Ward's Ice Cream Poetry Contest
Categories:
whirred, beauty, children, christmas, culture, dream, fantasy, imagery,
Form:
Rhyme
He whirred around for quite some time
hounding his stubby runt tail
copious spittle, a flying trail
coating the walls with sticky slime;
before stopping, panting a spell
then restarting counterclockwise
as if it would less tantalize;
the tail continued to rebel.
The cat looked on in feline scorn
I, in turn, observed both dog and cat,
who was having fun; me, the cat,
or dog pursuing a chase forlorn?
Categories:
whirred, animal, cat, dog,
Form:
Rhyme
Father: Every Morning of His Life
The cup he took his tea from
all those years was Army surplus,
made of tin. It whirred
to the spoon he wound in it
15 times per lump of sugar.
We who slept in rooms just off
the kitchen rose like ghosts
to the winding of that spoon.
In my house, now, mornings
Sue’s the first downstairs. She
scalds the leaves and wonders:
Will the winding ever end?
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
whirred, father
Form:
Free verse
That soft whir that hums away
Holds my heart with so much sway
It slips me to a bygone day
Now digital decay
Those nights when it could be heard
I never noticed when it whirred
But now i’d find my heart stirred
To remember how the white noise purred
At night, while my mind goes on
I realize that the noise is gone
When did it fade with the dawn
Will I follow it into the beyond?
Where is the sound of static?
Categories:
whirred, growing up, nostalgia, remember,
Form:
Rhyme
Lying silent
In a wheezing chest of words
Divining whirred messagings
Of a moth’s wings blurred
Paralysed beneath the duvet
Hearing his antenna morse
Rapid flapping mind verse
The country radio
Tuning from Earl Scruggs to beetles
Munching oak flecks
Blind above my head flesh
Creaks like floorboards
Spine is peeled
Breathes the walls
Listens to
A record playing
Whose scratch revolves in ragged time.
Categories:
whirred, death, mental illness, music, nature, scary,
Form:
Free verse
The robot fancied he could write,
And so he scribbled through the night
And without fail sent off each tale—
Soon the world would know his name!
His levers clicked, his motors purred,
His gears and little wheels, they whirred—
But all came back with printed black
Notices that read the same.
At last the robot hired a “ghost”
Who fixed his manuscripts till most
Of them were placed, and soon they graced
Magazines—for cash and fame!
Categories:
whirred, science fiction
Form:
Verse
waking up in the wee hours of the night
magnetised form charged with divine light
third eye glistened, pulsated and whirred
root at base of spinal column concurred
liquified energy flowed in third eye and spine
in childlike trust our presence chose to align
energisation done we felt a tap on our head
grace descended of which naught can be said
a subtle yet firm energy descent in a swift sweep
from head to toe permeating each cell within deep
or simply stated, to be touched by God
Categories:
whirred, blessing, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme