Short Whitney Poems

Short Whitney Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Whitney by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Whitney by length and keyword.


Whitney

yes Anne Lise A. lovely talented people seem, to burst into the spotlight, gone too soon, the reapers moon, Whitney now in spirit flight ... Don
Form: Rhyme


To Eric Whitney

***
Euthanised all.
Whole. 
Paralysed .
Things that don’t concern you,
I will throw. 
 
It’s you
I want to afford .
Wish clever nape
To my fingers to grant .
© Mari Bond  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Whitney 2--Conquest

Backpacking
I search my truth
place unknown—
With abandon 
limbs roam  free
on brown pampas,
thirsting for newfound conquests.


Contest: Whitney 2
5 Sept 2017
Form: Verse

Premium Member Blackjack Dealer Named Whitney

There’s a wanna-be boxer named Whitney,
Who deals blackjack in Atlantic City.
I said with a straight face,
“That you’ll never win, ace.”
And then foolishly told him to hit me.
Form: Limerick

Whitney 2 Prepared

You once said
    Follow your dreams
       Give them wings
     And a strong voice
       You showed me
      How to stand tall
Your words, prepared me for this.

9/4/2017
© Kitty Lou  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Whitney 2 Abandoned

Suitcase still
Life abandoned
Grass grows hope
It enters soil
Makes more grass
If you return
Discard will greet you in green.

September 5, 2017.
Whitney 2 Poetry Contest.
Form: Verse

Whitney 2 - Rest

Far enough 

He set 'er down 

Feet were tired 

The sun was low 

Gotta rest 

Still far to go 

Hopes tomorrow he'll be home 
  
  
9/4/2017 

For contest Whitney 2
Form: Verse

Coffee Whitney

coffee Whitney

my coffee 
morning delight
all day long
not though at night
can not sleep
afternoon coffee
leads to nightmares lasts all night


writing.com Whitney poem form
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Whitney 2 - Escape

Dawn sheds light
On my escape
With one case,
Frozen in fear.
Seasonal fields
Share golden hues
With God's optimistic light.

9--4-17

Whitney 2 Contest
Sponsor Nette Onclaud 
Form: Verse

Premium Member Whitney 2- Walkaway

half a heart,
my belongings
in this cracked
old leather case.
through greener
path on earth I
wonder this to disappear.


9/5/2017



seven lines with a syllable pattern  3/4/3/4/3/4/7
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Farewell To Whitney

Farewell to Whitney. An angelic voice is still. We will remember you graced us with your music. We have lost a great treasure. Whitney Houston (1963-2012) From a news story found on AOL
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Whitney 2 - Destiny

Destiny Carries its dreams Encased in Crumpled leather Awaiting Fate’s trembling touch Old hands clutching a promise 9/5/2017 submitted to WHITNEY 2 – Poetry Contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Whitney 2--Pure Gold

In a field
Lies all our hopes
Ancient case
Filled with pure gold
Opens hard
With old latches
The dreams of a lifetime sits


Whitney 2 Contest
Written September 5th, 2017
Verse
3/4/3/4/3/4/7 syllable count
Form: Verse

Premium Member Whitney 2 - Faux Distance

I wander
        In barbed circles
          Seeking grace
         In faux distance-
           Looking back
          In wry dismay… 
My baggage has followed me

WHITNEY 2 - Poetry Contest
        ~05 Sep 2017~
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Freedom Fighters

(Whitney) 


our soldiers 
are courageous
strong and very
brave and they go
anywhere they
are sent and fight
and die to keep us all free


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2008 


November,14,2008
Form:

Premium Member A Lady Tattoo

Hummingbird
   motionless now
      hovers still
         rising, falling
            on my breast
               as laughter rings
    it doth animate his wings.



Fot the " The Crown of my Body" contest whitney form
written 6/18/12
art
Form: Verse

Whitney 2-A Suited Soul

'A Suited Soul' Left behind A tortured mind Life confined A Love declined Left to rest Days dusty dressed Love gone wrong a soul compressed. Sept.05.2017 WHITNEY 2 Sponsored by: nette onclaud
Form: Verse

Premium Member Abstract Harmony

It
was blue,
it was green,
it was red and
pink-
new 
colours
amplified-
a still life set
free


Georgia O'Keefe
http://www.metmuseum.org/TOAH/hd/geok/geok_3.htm

aerial views of rivers (It Was Blue and Green, Whitney Museum),
art
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member A Mystery

He'd left them to see the world but was not heard from again. His suitcase - now found - lies packed yet abandoned in their field. Sept. 5, 2017 for nette onclaud's WHITNEY 2 Poetry Contest
Form: Verse

Premium Member Whitney 2- Stolen

Motionless
In greenish field,
Unmoved by
The blowing wind,
The suitcase
Has baby food
Stolen by the fleeing thieves.

September 5, 2017
Whitney 2 contest
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Syllables: 3,4,3,4,3,4,7
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Form: Verse

Premium Member Whitney Houston

She was a songbird like no other
     Her light, her fire, drugs did smother

    The impact addiction had on her, tragic
But whenever I hear her on the radio, magic


Date written and posted: 10/14/2018
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member Beautiful Angel - the Whitney Style

~Beautiful Angel~ (Whitney) Angels are Blessed beings They appear In many shapes To us are Sent from Heaven To lifts us when in trouble. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014
November.23.2015

Premium Member Divine Beings - the Whitney Style

~Divine Beings~ (Whitney) Angels are Divine beings Can appear Many ways, shapes To us sent Sometimes from God To help us when in trouble. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012
February.05.2016

If She Only Knew

if she only knew, 
what she put me thru,
what I had to do, 
even though I cant stop loving you
your smile,
your looks,
you like to read books, 
and have an outstanding style
you needed me,
and iI needed you'
why whitney,
did you what you did to me?
Form:

Where the Heck Are They

Budding, new, waiting to bloom. Small, quaint, but frustration looms. Where are they? Blushing, I fume! Thirty-two bra size ~ I’m doomed. :(
nette onclaud’s contest entered 6/16/2012: THE CROWN OF MY BODY----A WHITNEY
Form: Verse

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