Softer Poems - Poems about Softer

Autumn is Near

                                               Autumn is near


     

Something Softer

• Name something softer than a human's lips
• Or your partner's skin against yours
• How about something much more comfy? 
• Like their hands resting on your hips

The Softer Side of Jack

Everyone really knows me
As always being loopy and light
Although I can be serious at times
Silliness always wins the fight

It's really only quite recently
My happy side has become king
I used to get quite emotional
At the tiniest little thing

Which one would I rather be
A tiny wee bit of both
The romantic side is warming
But I like my happy

Softer Than the Pale of Dawn

Morning was born, softer than the pale of dawn
Glints of sunlight gleamed from pastel skies,
In my eyes, life was a beautiful canvas 
filled with wondrous hues from the palette 
held in the glorious hand of the Master Artist.


November 14, 2022
Bitesize Poem No.55 Contest
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Softer Emotion

The sea, flows with rhythmic motion.
It's movement, gentle and calm.
An expression of softer emotion,
languid as a swaying palm.

The waves, with barely a crest,
ripple and drift along the shore.
Touching the sand, with a caress,
then leisurely recede, nothing more.

The ocean reflects, the gray of the sky,
into the distant horizon, fading away.
Above, the seagulls, soar so high.
Their cries

Tears Softer Than Shadows

I stood there in the black of night 
My gaze cast towards the sky; 
O'glorious luna, so beautiful you were this Halloween
I stood there
paralyzed,
enchanted
My memories paint a cautionary tale; 
one forever stained in blood
Beneath luna's pale glow, we met as vampires do
Both alive in our coffins 
Feasting in the dead of night,
your eyes gleaming with

Poetry For a Softer Spring

Some syllables strewn along paths in rows,
spent images cast aside where wisdom grows.
In ruffled rubble a glean glints in tones -
missed stars settled amidst sparkling stones.



Taken from "The Poem Makers" written 3/23/2020
Rithimus Divisa 4
Gregory R Barden

Make the Gentle Softer

I feel my fingertips
pierce my skin
as i try to rip my head in half
Haves or stomach knot
Grit my teeth
until i taste clot
Oh words take my dark words to
a place of light
make the gentle softer
Lose within m l ys in elf e
Showing self that is not mine

A Softer Silk She Came

*****This poem inspired me to show or make sentient as possible a woman of special appeal, which provided an apt challenge of my poetic Powers. Such words as 'countenance opulent' 'L'Amour and debonair' and the rhyming structure creates the 'magic third' as Bach said of music; this exists throughout much of my works. I am

Softer Voice

I have to remind myself to be kind –
I wish it came more natural
Too easy to be mean with my feelings unseen
Like some ferocious animal

Dr. Jekyll could have elected
Not to turn into Mr. Hyde
It’s a matter of choice
And the softer voice
Is the one must be your guide

I have to relate to the things that I

Softer Showers

a
crimson
trail falling
across the plane
of ebony skies
flickers bright tones
then fades off
within
night

Innocent and Softer Time

meadow larks melodic songs
uplift the most hardened hearts
reminding us of grandmothers
hollyhocks, and bleeding hearts
an innocent and softer time.

The Softer Side of Jack

Everyone really knows me
As always being loopy and light
Although I can be serious at times
Silliness usually wins the fight

It's really only quite recently
My happy side has become king
I used to get quite emotional
At the tiniest little thing

Which one of  'em would I rather be
A tiny wee bit of both
The romantic side is warming
But I

A Softer Rhyme

Are the feelings soft
  but the words rock hard

Turning emotion into anger
  or worse

Are those wishes pure
  when the ink goes down

Are the letters aligned
  or off course

Are the feelings soft
  but the sentences vile

When frustration takes over
  your rhyme

Is the Muse trying to whisper
  as you shout

Softer Than Tenderness By Osip Mandelstam

Softer than tenderness
your pretty face,
More white than white, of course,
your little hand,
It's far from world your walls
and native land,
It's unavoidable
your sweety bliss.

From sweety bliss, of course,
you are so sad,
And fingers these are warm,
they are so warm,
And quiet sound and tone,
speeches are unworn,
And distant eyes of yours
within my head.

P.S. This is my translation of poem by

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