Short Window Poems
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Theresa Fuller never grew.
Her luck, out the window it flew.
I'm not sure where it has gone
But it isn't here I tell you.
Hello To you, fellow
Please, open your
Heart's window.
Rita Solis Radius. My ten-word poem! Tuesday, June 3 rd 2014.
Rain
Tapping on my window
Flowing and dancing outside
Inviting me to play
With the sweet smell so pure
I'm in love
Alone at the crossroads again,
a bug trapped in a jar,
I watch by Her window
for a world that refuses to appear.
The pale half-moon,
like a swag of sheerest organdy,
adorns the sky...
an ornamental drape
on an ethereal window.
cracking the quiet space, toddler with seeds
feeds ostrich through car’s window,
giggles with jocund joy
8/20/2022
The window of cloud
Where hills kiss both sea and sky
Your lovely eyebrows
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The hedge has risen to my window,
So birds can sit and sing,
And I know with Summer fruits
They'll have a song to sing.
The tree branch falling
As I looked out my window
I saw you walking
Farther and farther away
A swan flies over a field
Worn ships are sailing
Riving the sea like sharp shivs,
To defiy dumb waves.
Valeria Iliadou-An Haiku From Your Window
Rose Meadow
A twenty five years widow
Always looking by the window
With her eyes on the street below
May 11, 2023
Begging for a breeze
I leave my window open
hoping the trees
would hear me
and share the whispers
in their leaves
morning stillness
I sit at my table
and look out the window
after rain
the sun pokes through clouds
waking dreams
the Biltmore Hotel
appears through my car window
by my new office
two workplaces as bookends
to forty years and one life
stand at the window
watch for approaching events.
the surge of winter
Written: October 15, 2022
By Sleeping with my window down
it served to cool me well.
While listening to the noise outside
that heated me like Hell.
Day Dreamer
She sits in the chair
looking out the window
but she is daydreaming
instead of seeing what is actually there
basilica bells
ring-ting-a-tingling swell ~
touching cold window
11/22/2018
swell - to become distended with emotion
Ice crystals plummet
Frozen earth covered in silk
Sunlight smiles weakly
Sasha Edl, An Haiku From Your Window
An enormous wind crawled into my window sill
I stand still, layered with chills
An energetic aura shapes my ghostly curtains
the green twig
from the failing honeysuckle
presses this window
leads me to love the green force
even in chilly december
As to sleep I was going
I chanced to glance out the window,
The Moon a week past Full
Was playing Peek-a-Boo with the clouds.
Frost on my window
Silvered-gray dawning of the sun.
A hungy cat meows.
12/23/2021
outside
my
window
without
ceasing
to
warm
the
people
lucky
enough
to
be
in
it
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kira-marie-mccullough.com
If my siluohette is a part of mine
reflecting from my body
why is it seen
in a window,
on a surface
as a different body