Onomatopoeia Sound Poems | Examples
These Onomatopoeia Sound poems are examples of Sound poems about Onomatopoeia. These are the best examples of Sound Onomatopoeia poems written by international poets.
Forests at nightfall are scary to see;
not just dark forms- but loud sounds flowing free.
Far from at home, with cute puppy's bow-wow;
or from your kitten's sweet, gentle meow.
Skunks and opossums resound with a screech;
harsh sounds for us- but for them, secret speech.
Night owls all hoot, while young fox kits will yelp;
grasshoppers chirp as plump frogs croak to help.
Nightfall brings on the long nocturnal hunt;
bobcats join in with their loud hungry grunt.
Wolves and coyotes- as foxes all howl;
big bears roam free with a loud husky growl.
Not just dark forms- but loud sounds flowing free;
forests at nightfall are scary to see!
Best viewed on film- for you never will flip
creatures that find you before you can zip!
NOISE ANNOYS
Externally it might emerge as a belch
Especially as the seltzer may just fizz
But inside, one may just hear the stomach squelch
Maybe a hiccup, well you know how it is
A grunt is quite the opposite, so they say
But no-one should cackle in a TV quiz
A silly giggle might just escape one day
Yet a howl might just be judged a bit too loud
But a laugh, not a bellow, that is Okay
Such sounds may amuse an audience or crowd
In a studio setting, rules can apply
But deafening silence is rarely allowed
Bodily functions can often go awry
And can surprise anyone, yet few know why
Oceans are not just the beauty of nature,
They are Earth's pride of culture,
They are the haven for each and every creature.
But now,
Our dear oceans are in danger
We shall not let this go longer.
My actions,only can't abide this earth,
But my every step is a million worth.
Stoping pollution is one of the solution,
Let's soon come to a final conclusion.
It's our obidience to show love to our oceans,
Let's join hands from all the world nations,
Let's bring a switch to our world now,
And wait to hear our oceans sough,
Our planet,
Our Earth,
Our ocean,
Our duty,
To enhance the earth's beauty!!!!
-Mamathi Priya
there is something about
the simplistic shape of a conundrum
an ancient voice in modern mouth
in cartloads for the few to quell
where ice finding comfort in flames
many a throat bending breath
singing like electric birds of paradise
fully charged and chirping
hum and twang and cooing purr
songbirds, my blackened raven
thaw from towers, steel beauty, caw
across tropics, canopies and solitudes
sweet openings to a midnight's play
oh warm to my lips, my songbird, warm
we fill each other, marry
Clickity clack, clickity clack
the sound keeps coming back
I remember the ride,
had time to bide,
as the train clattered along.
We swished and swirled further beyond
the burbling golden pond
than I had ever been,
affirmed my grin,
as the train whizzed gaily along.
I remember the zip and zap,
then the sharp, sudden snap,
my head against the seat
and the fierce heat
as the train swiftly zoomed along.
I remember the sudden smash,
the sound of booming crash,
dreadful growling rail wheels,
turned on their heels
as the train shrieked and screeched along!
Fuzzy borders
Between onomatopoeia
And exclamations
Avon calls. DING DONG!
Small bells TING-A-LING-A-LING.
Chinese gong goes BONG.
School’s out. One last RING
One more angle: sleigh bells JINGLE JANGLE.
ONOMATOPEIA, Baby. ONOMATOPEIA.
Bird-speak – CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP.
Most birds CHIRP: a few CUCKOO.
Baby chickens PEEP.
Night owls COO or question HOO!
Many here I lack. Ducks, for instance, QUACK.
ONOMATOPEIA, Baby. ONOMATOPEIA.
Autumn walk – I CRUNCH.
leaves beneath me, but I’ll SPLATTER
if there’s rain! I MUNCH
peanuts as I walk. PITTER-PATTER!
Home I run. BOO-HOO! Now I sneeze ACHOO!
ONOMATOPEIA, Baby. ONOMATOPEIA.
July 20, 2022
For the Onomatopoeia Poetry Contest of Emile Pinet
The whoosh of the wild winter wind
wrapped me within swift swishing swirls
whipping me on till there it stood,
a lonely cabin in the wood.
The shrill shriek of the screech owl split
the whoosh of the wild winter wind
and he swooped about the cabin,
stalking his prey with clever wit.
The cabin’s shutters banged about,
no shelter from the whistle or
the whoosh of the wild winter wind,
and whined of the coming whiteout.
The burbling creek where graupels splat
babbled past the lonely cabin
as the birch creaked their welcome at
the whoosh of the wild winter wind.
Sounds of summer invite my good cheer
Chirp, chirp, chirping of the gentle sparrow,
Even the roar of the machines mowing near
The clank of tractors making furrows narrow.
Gentle breezes swishing through sycamore trees
Chatter of red squirrels playing in the breeze.
I hear the mockingbird’s trill in the hedge row
As I stroll through the meadow’s golden hue,
The click of the crickets, a dog’s bark although
My little Jose is gone, making me feel blue.
A cloud overhead drips droplets of warm rain
And I, once again, am in my favorite domain.
A crunch of old leaves beneath my shod feet
On the path to the brook, the babble is inviting,
Sounds of summer make this perfect day complete
Even sizzling sunshine overhead, never slighting!
I am especially happy when my senses are delighted
Frankly, a stroll through the meadow makes me excited.
Written July 1, 2022
for “Onomatopoeia” Poetry Contest
sponsored by Emile Pinet
Whip, click, clip, umbrellas flatten near the stairs
Stomp, slap, clap, echo footsteps here and there
Rumble, rattle, honk! goes the subway along the tracks
“Hey”, “Wait”, “No!”, voices shouting are just the facts.
Scrape, screech, hiss, loud noises of metro brakes
Clack, shudder, ping! sounds the electric doors make
Clamp, clomp, pound, as the people stamp inside
Whoosh, whisk, hummm, as we take our subway ride.
10/26/2021
Onomatopoeia
Tadpole tails flap!
Lightning strikes, zip-zap!
Showers rinse, splish-splash!
Gulp, sip from sun's cup!
Boing, flowers spring up!
Forests rumble~
Bambi's hustle!
Branches rustle~
Thumping bunnies!
Crack, chicks hatch!
Chirp, birds tweet!
Bleat, lambs leap!
Wildlife
revives,
speaks!
3-2-2021
Spring Diminished Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
One or more words that make the sound as you speak
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Oink is an example and so are squeal and squeak
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Ouch! You’d exclaim if pinched by a sneak
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Outstanding is this creative language technique
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Kim’s Acrostic Play Contest
11/09/20
Snake's hiss
Death's kiss
Sipping sangria
I ponder this thing
called onomatopoeia
Tinkling wind chimes.
The echoing ping-
plates placed one on another
and other such sounds.
The bong of steel bells.
The beep beep beeping-
a phone off its hook.
And I am blessed
to belong to such
melodious sounds.
And I feel
for the ears
of those who can't hear.
Breaking, bashing, creaking, crashing
Pandemonic pounding pain
Reverberating bone to brain
Slamming, smashing, thrumming, thrashing
Mechanical chaotic grate
Echoing; can't concentrate
Scraping, scarring, jangling jarring
Bastard, broken beat becomes
Endless, dreadful demon drums
Maiming, marring, ringing, roaring
Blaring banging babel beats
Repeats, repeats, repeats, repeats