Short Wonderlands Poems
Short Wonderlands Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wonderlands by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wonderlands by length and keyword.
to earth snowflakes fall
winter's wonderlands alive
silence covers land
January 17, 2022
winter haiku contest
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comfy cozy cold
watching winter wonderlands
snuggled softly still
nov.04.2019
a late fall or early winter haiku
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Placed 3'rd...Thank You
This weeping willow, will willingly and recklessly wreak havoc on the world we
would see become a wonderful wreckage of wandering wonderlands. We will
willfully wander the wastelands. Woe for those we once knew as wearers of
wrought.
Form:
Hollow old oak tree,
Ancient sentinel of old;
Shelter from the rage,
Of sun, wind; the elements.
Yet, you still offer your gifts.
Ancient sage of old
I sit beneath you on a
windy day hearing
your whispers; the stories you
tell take me to wonderlands.
colour
enlivened concepts
an inner necessity
of geometrics
minimalised
paraphrased
visualisations
to captivate
in
sparse curves
&circles
of
emancipated
abstractions
idyllised
simplicity
in sparse
wonderlands
Dry
Cold snap
Brings the snow,
Clouds break open
Releasing snowflakes,
Like cabbage butterflies
Who flutter on summer days
Natures artwork now completed,
Sky has now cleared as clouds drift away
Landscapes have become winter wonderlands
Written 19th December 2020.
Passionate adventurers rise above the April morning shower,
eagerly anticipating wonderlands of mythical folklore,
yearning for enchantment they wallow in the scent of every flower,
guardian angel radiance a master key with bounty at its core.
Date submitted : 11 January 2021
Contest : Podium Placing Promise(6)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Our love isn’t at ease,
just like the wind in white acacias
and like a bead on child’s hand,
it’s not at ease.
In it they miss – wonderlands,
delights, flame and solace.
And none of us will call it my own
before it passes us on slightly.
And it will stay somewhere – far away,
unapproachable, uneasy.
And yellow leaves will whisper in snows.
Our love isn’t at ease.
It isn’t at ease.
Passionate adventurers rise above the April morning shower,
eagerly anticipating wonderlands of mythical folklore,
yearning for enchantment
they wallow in the scent of every flower,
guardian angel radiance a master key with bounty at its core,
navigator’s instinct moulded by a latent angel tower,
stellar minds on song as they mine the golden metal seams of yore
Poem created on April 22/2020
In storybooks, my son and I chase dreams
to magical wonderlands near and far.
Catching rainbows on a golden sun beam,
we stop to wish upon a shooting star
and find fairies glowing inside a jar.
Clues come to life and a big red dog plays.
Adventures come to ordinary days.
Mother Goose entertains us with a rhyme,
And heroes chase villains high on sun rays.
Books skip through a boy's mind at story time.
“Don’t Write Poems“
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what can I say i write poetry my life
in solitude yet to read the original
will it please, you tease
your words spectres roaming blind
then ouch pain spectres hit a nerve
inspired my words poetry
please do not say do not write
with words i explore
wonderlands fairylands dreams
the heartlands of my soul
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31st May 2018
Poetry for the Sake of Poetry - Poetry Contest - Sponsored by John lawless