Short Wholes Poems

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


Done Waiting

The cat and mouse games 
we play have finally paid 
their toll can"t look back
today it's  already the past 
the wholes left in my heart
will slowly patch themselves 
up, because I refuse to stay
stuck in this hell for a moment 
longer


His Touch

His hands are so rough
As they erect buildings so others may live

His hands are so rough
As they dig the wholes, for those who then pass

His hands are so rough
As he toils in the fields so all can eat heartily

His hands are so rough
Yet, his heart is so loving and gentle

Paper Heart

My paper heart stopped beating today.
No warning.

The wrinkled edges stopped breathing.
Too many wholes punched through
Worn too thin

The blood that once flowed through it…
Like color to the painter
Melody to the musician

The artist’s painting dries
The musician’s rhythm eventually slows
Form:

A Whole In One

With the vast majority

A whole in one is least

In priority. There are

Too many wholes they

Want to fill. They find no

Need in just one to drill.

A whole in one for them

Is simply no fun.

They want to drill

In everyone. A whole

In one symbolizes

True manhood but

To the vast majority

A whole in one is just

No freaking good.

3-18-11
Form: Rhyme

Can You Dig It

desire is two minds
overly eager to combine
erasing what's been lined
distorting yours and mine
      passion is two souls
      feeding on one another
      two vital wholes
      halving one another
truth is two spirits
embraced by harmony
each part perfectly fits
although there are many
      love is two hearts
      sharing a rhythm 
      one stops, the other starts
      with a perfect hymn
Form: Rhyme


Noiseless Nonsense So Intense

Noiseless Nonsense

am sure pure nonsense
bought things that are noiseless
which was so intense

is a leaf raker
while being a heart breaker
needs an undertaker

to him have handed
when things he loudly sanded
to leave cat our demanded

should see him sweep and sweep
when the pile was wide and deep
went to sleep after counting sheep

Put together doors
Big wholes creates and bores
were rotten to cores
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

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