Short Zinging Poems
Short Zinging Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Zinging by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Zinging by length and keyword.
zigzagging zombie zealously zeroed in on Zeke Zeller’s zinging zither
a zippy zenith to Zaria’s zesty zaniest day in Zanzibar.
Categories:
zinging, word play,
Form:
Alliteration
Best time for me for writing good stuff
When I first get up, eyes blurry mind full of fluff
Most creative I am
Before eggs and ham
Zinging along, rhymes bursting outta me butt
Categories:
zinging, creation,
Form:
Limerick
in the cosmos, communication is constantly zipping and zinging
on fiber optic wavelengths only evolved aliens can decipher and see
imagine them as firefly rhinestones in lavender, coral and turquoise.
Categories:
zinging, stars,
Form:
Free verse
Tiny but mighty
Moving as if deranged
Their lunacy delights
Madness unhinged
Zipping and zinging
Slivers of tiny bits of lightning
They flick and flitter
Glittering in a way only fireflies can
I chase them with my ready jar
Categories:
zinging, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th
Form:
Free verse
If you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and damn well hang on
Wise words from a mangy old dude whose still zinging along
You may be dangling
But keep on cackling
Till the damn rope breaks, serenade us guys with a song
Categories:
zinging, life,
Form:
Limerick
Savoring spiritual symposiums
Guides genius gifted giving
Relinquish requested results relying
Upon universal understanding
Willingly washes whimpering woes
Developing divine direct doing dispositions
Lighting love lamps
Zinging Zen zephyrs...
Categories:
zinging, happiness, inspirational, peace
Form:
Alliteration
"I love you"
said with
sincerity;
silken words
like loving arms
wrapping
snugly,
passionately
around
the heart
and soul
of a significant other
Romantic,
and sweet.
Heartfelt
and sincere;
fingers
delicately
strumming
a guitar
zinging
the strings
of a lover's heart
Ever so gently
making it
dance with
abandon
and contentment.
Date written and posted: 09/01/2018
Categories:
zinging, imagery, love, perspective, truth, words,
Form:
Free verse
to the east, you read every word
to the north, not a peep is heard
in my heart a deficit
do I give more than I’ll ever get
on Facebook I leave zinging quips
on twitter, truth seeps from my lips
in between, there lives a gap
filled with lustrous, throaty gasps
in my prose I write with thought
sometimes loved, sometimes not
no music to the lyrics yet
write it soon ‘fore I forget
Categories:
zinging, introspection
Form:
Classicism
Rushing here, there and everywhere,
A mind that leaps canyons and space
Ricocheting, bouncing on rock walls,
Dislocation with turbulent pace.
Scuffing up dust and then zinging,
Off at wild tangents or angles,
Darting, exploding like fireworks,
Neurological barbed wire tangles.
And sometimes, sometimes crave tearing
At the flesh beneath tingling skin,
To rip this man-suit off the mainframe
And extinguish the chaos within.
Categories:
zinging, art, confusion, introspection, life, on writing and
Form:
Verse
I meander along
drifting like a ribbon,
curling in the breeze,
bending like a river
sinuous with the flow
swing to the beat
swaying left and right
meandering onward
sashaying
rambling
winding
curling
humming
zigzag
zinging
singing
along
I go
um
Categories:
zinging, dance, river, song, water,
Form:
Free verse
Leaps of faith are made daily
Optimistically thinking things will be wonderful
In a moment or two
Jumping into situations
With no fear, anticipating the best possible outcome
Zinging through life with an upbeat attitude
Temporary setbacks
Disappointments and surprises
Cannot take our joy if we jump hard enough
So let’s give life the giant leap she deserves
With exuberance and hopeful participation
Uplifting others along the way
Categories:
zinging, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
Ah, you think you are alone, ha ha; I am in the skies.
Alien awareness always active, yet you do not realize.
Created in the fifties, and meant to last forevermore.
I zoom in on your zoo, zinging with zest, I am Cybore.
I love it that you are unaware, thinking you are alone.
While I snap snazzy photos of you eating or on your throne.
I can see through your pretenses, I can peer through your wall.
You have no idea I am here; not one inkling at all!
Categories:
zinging, world,
Form:
Rhyme