Whirl Poems - Poems about Whirl

The World is in a Whirl

     The world is in a whirl
        whizzing its way along
     Topsy-turvy, turvy-topsy
        straight lines all curvy

     What is asked from us
       

sufi whirl

sufi sun
at center
rumi trance

joyful earth
divine love
mystic daze

subtle sound
dizzy beats
rhythm control

floating floor
giddy dance
ego spins

repeat turn
sway slowly
receive grace

Whirl Peas

Blending spherical
                             green orbital mental thots
            with a pea for brains.

Weaving Worlds With Words

Words, like a gentle breeze, can whisper untold tales,
Carrying secrets through meadows and rustling in sails.

They can build winding sentences with clauses that flow,
Connecting ideas where knowledge can grow.

But words can also storm with righteous might,
Unleashing emotions that set wrongs to the right.

They can twist and turn with a poet's keen art,
Creating unseen worlds that

The Whirl of Time

When I was young
I attempted to keep pace with it,
I felt its arms, 
sometimes cool,
sometimes as a fool
go round me;
it felt wonderful 
at the beginning,
but later,
when I stepped into old age
I completely got the fact
Not to love but destroy me
And as many say and said
“ C’est la vie”

Gleaming Sphere Reap the Whirl

Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, 
battle helmet of direction-secured. 
True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull.

Non-relative incomings from the garment of space, 
to run obscene into the street. 
Wrinkles of Gaia indecent without cream, 
hydration,
epiderm reactions, boils, 
face cracking on bout of gout.

The royal trees and their

Whirl of Wisdom for Knowing

How is it that you know it?
A spark, a flash, a sudden thought,
Is it that you know how?
In the silence, wisdom links ought.
Know you how it is that?
You know it is that how?
That is how you knew it!

When was it that you knew it?
A moment caught in time's swift motion,
Was it that you knew when?
Beneath

Twirl and Whirl - Nk

Twirl and Whirl - NK
though love may break
it won’t die 
but shine bright 
as a star
in the sky 
deep in heart
forever
in the mind’s eye. 

what’er will be is meant to be
love is a merry chance 
a dream that has come true
it’s waltzing in moonlight
in flowering romance
to music of the night 
slip on your dancing shoes

Ode To Saint Vidas

Twirling
Prancing
Whirling
Entrancing
Unfurling
The Dancing...


Say that you dance.
Lest it not be said,
The art is ever dead.
Or even the merest of a chance,
Of nearing extinction.

It is all life's essence,
To move, be, think and dream.
To express a universal scheme,
That speaks through nature's lessons.
Not in man's religion.

A boundless form of communication.
So intricate,
Yet so ruled by emotion. 
So elaborate,
And so full of

My Mind Is a Whirl

Don't. Can't. Won't. Listen. Listen.
My mind is awhirl. Too much of that stuff.
Life is redundant. My friends are boring.
My parents are fussy. Absolutists.
No room for me. I try to get in my truth.
Screaming it out in looks
For I am not allowed to speak
Unless spoken to. Right?

My mind is awhirl. Wanting to break out.
Of this prison

Dandelion Life

The dandelion, a broad-leaf perennial, 
life with very distinct stages.
Don’t confuse it with a biennial
cause this plant has five changes.

Seedlings made of yellowish leaves
form a basal rosette, oval in shape.
And as it ages the oval achieves
a very different kind of fate.

As the plant begins to mature,
the leaves transform with edges.
They are toothed and jagged for

Whirl of Blue Blossoms

Whimsical love-in-a-mist
Himalayan blue poppy
Elegant lily of the Nile
Graceful columbines
Playful balls of hydrangea
Ravishing blue daisy
Humble globe thistle
Delicate flax blooms
Sublime forget-me-nots
Breathtaking cornflower
Exquisite blue anemone
Blooms of every shade of blue
Paradise for me and you



AP: 1st place 2020, Honorable Mention 2025

Posted on February 18, 2019

The Winds That Whirl

One more chance with you, one more chance with you                                             

Dahlia In a Whirl

She flows, flows while petals spread their vibrant blooms
On April's mural , those lips dare to tease...
Her contours trailing with velour costumes
Wildly ablaze, to ride on spring’s trapeze.

This ambrosial drift which shines ,which glows 
From heaven’s mold granting dahlia's trance
Enchanting a whirl, my shade of yellows...
Like me, she curls into a floral dance!



Flower Contest:Brian Strand

And the Leaves Whirl

Leaves spinning and whirling swinging and swaying to the beat
of the wind drums pulsating and rapping to their rhythmic jive
we dance all of our madness into the darkness together

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