Short Whitens Poems
Short Whitens Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Whitens by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Whitens by length and keyword.
lone twig stands upright
robins wag their tails to tweet
snow whitens the lea
1st Placement
Written 16/01/2022
Haiku 5,7,5 syllables
Winter Haiku contest
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light
frost whitens
the frozen verge-
inert below,summer
awaits
NOTE:A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2
no title and last two(or three) lines being a surprise/comment on the first three
lines &was created by American poet Denis Garrison
a light
frost whitens
the frozen verge-
inert below,summer
awaits
A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2
no title and last two(or three) lines being a surprise/comment on the first three
lines ie as in he American Cinquain of Adelaide Crapsey
re-poet inspired by Constance contest
light
frost whitens
the frozen verge-
inert below,summer
awaits
A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2
no title and last two(or three) lines being a surprise/comment on the first three
lines ie as in he American Cinquain of Adelaide Crapsey.Cinqku was created by American poet Denis Garrison
Red Maple
Water seeking roots,
Leaf margin-toothed,
What is hunger
To one always hungry?
Sated by superiority, dead
wood cut by a neck
So pruned of stubble, so
Neonatal it disappears when
Turned sideways. Flat red
Coat stitched with peduncles
Of beaded ivory ripples in a
Wind that whitens the underbelly.
The roar of hunger
Sounds off. Its echoes
The deepest scarlet.
The voice of the LORD makes the deer give birth and strips the forests bare,and in his temple all cry, “Glory!” — Psalm 29:9 ESV
She was given clothing of fine linen, bright and pure." For the fine linen she wears is the righteous acts of the saints. — Revelation 19:8 (Berean Study Bible)
H E A V E N
where he
whitens bride’s gown
glory, glory, glory be
F O R E V E R
11/23/2020
Ache
I shake
In the light
I break
My need
It feeds
Cut
I bleed
Im caught
It grips
I slip
I stare
it drips
so red
i bled
lost
in my head
cant stop shaking
cant stop moving
cant stop thinking
cant stop losing
cant stop the motion
back and forth
its my devotion
offering what im worth
there is no emotion
only this curse
it builds
and tightens
and grips
and whitens
welling up
it looks so right