Heatwave Poems

Heatwave poems bring the best collection of short and long heatwave poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great heatwave rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these heatwave poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on heatwave are here for you.

Ronnie

Ronnie elegy

I remember well that sweltering summer. Sky bright at 1 am, no breeze to blow the dark in, blackout blinds and fans whispering. Still sleep was difficult, years before whale-song tapes and Victor Meldrew. Though we had our own versions.

Poems containing references to : Heatwave

On The Rise

On The Rise short poem

You are golden Like the mysteries Of a lost, lonely jungle, A photographed crowd At a Victorian ball, A heatwave in spring, The laughter of wild animals, A winding ancient path That leads to a fortified town – The clown

My Muse, The Amazon

My Muse, The Amazon long poem

Your cheeks, in red ochre rouged In dimples, the scarab dew slurps Eyes and teeth, a white flash sleight Stretch marks, varicose crossed, like The Anaconda’s swallowing strains. Your life restless, the nose suffocates Dawn disrupts as the feathers ruffled.

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Give Me A Sign

Give Me A Sign short poem

It snows, rain and blood Where are you now brother? I pray to the gods to give me a sign A sign of where you are Around me it’s all dark I am wet, standing in the mud It’s a

A Big Shock In A Small Heart

A Big Shock In A Small Heart prose poem

In a small heart A big vacuum to be bared Burden and feelings of things shake it Sometimes by a cyclone The day begins in dawn And gets up in morning It exists with hopes On the way to noon

Alice got no malice….

Alice got no malice.... short poem

Once upon a time in Wonderland, there lived a girl called Alice. She had her fun, she had her gun, but she ain’t no full of malice. Born of love on a sabbath day, kissed to life by angels. Bless

Earth And Sky

Earth And Sky short poem

Earth one day looked longingly at blue vast sky and lamented , o my lover why so distant, don’t you understand my longings , reciprocate my feelings , I want you, meet somewhere, though people see horizon I find none

Predicament

Predicament short poem

My sadness is an unwalled fortress Where bats and doves dwell together… My sickness is a virgin mistress: Unfathomed mystery ailing the core and cover… My wish is a homeless beggar Whose stretched hand is empty as ever… My life

Oh, Please Give Me A Break!

Oh, Please Give Me A Break! short poem

Oh, please give me a break! I don’t speak the language That divide and categorize I don’t take pride in belonging to the groups It’s a sheer hypocrisy to which I won’t stoop I speak the language – the language

Confessions

Confessions short poem

Every day I pass by your window, Half expectant of seeing you there, Lost in thoughts As you always were, I wish I would chance upon, Catch a glimpse, Of an unexpected tear, Rolling down to smear Your pretty face.

A Scenic View

A Scenic View long poem

Let’s just pretend you can take a trusted from on a road trip down by the sea as a beacon of light to a hurting friend in need we have created a magic circle drowned in the rain stop for

Disconnected

Disconnected short poem

It’s a funny feeling, being totally remote. No connection to the world outside. My world has shrunk down To the walls of my house, To the boundaries of my city. I know many people, But as far as I’m concerned,

Grandmother

Grandmother short poem

Upon her bedroom wall she wades Serene in Homers blue waters Past the dormant white hulls at dry dock, She smiles Before autumn’s sienna strokes of the harbor flats She feels the tides’ hands bathe her. From beneath her comforter

Beans To The Rescue

Beans To The Rescue long poem

5am, the vending machine rattles, groans, collapses Violently, I kick it, yell at it, shake it The green tea can is grinning at me, mocking me. A passerby opens his fresh can of beer he sees me desperate for a

Ways of love struck heart

Ways of love struck heart short poem

The dice were loaded right from the start what would they roll was destiny’s game would it be love or would they roll out hate would they lead to bliss or bitterness was the fate strange are the chances and

Two Cats

Two Cats long poem

Walking on the streets nearby, a small pussy, I saw, Mewing, as abandoned, alone and aloof, so sad, Thirsty and hungry, I felt the need of saving and serving And took it home, to be blamed by my wife, as

Who Are You?

Who Are You? prose poem

Who are you, and why are you here? I am your security, your protector and your safety blanket. We will start this age of discovery and wonderment together, Pausing only to sleep and refuel our curiosity. Who are you, and

Searching…

Searching... short poem

I bend To pick up the pieces Pieces of me lying on the ground But when I bend I don’t know me Just frivolous petals scattered around I reach To gather up the bits Bits of me that have flown

Aka

Aka short poem

I was born with an amulet, my love does not die,it has no birth either. I have thousands of aliases, nicknames galore— I roam in timeless space with assorted bodies. You can see men in dark, so I live in

I Am Me…….

I Am Me....... long poem

I look in the mirror and see myself and say “I am me” I walk on the road and people stop and stare, and , all I can think about is “I am me”, and here to stay. I see

Ode To The Gone

Ode To The Gone long poem

The bushes, I remember, have been there in the tales of my love! The breath, the tears, and the aura of virgin forest – The art, the sighs, the darkness, the motorcycle, the roads, the unending journeys, have been there!

Last Of The Sunlight

Last Of The Sunlight short poem

Last of the sunlight filtered in In through the window Lying lazy on my couch I saw Particles Particles dancing in the rays In the rays of the fading light Suspended thus Hanging thus What might they be thinking? Prancing,bobbing

Inevitable Incarnations

Inevitable Incarnations short poem

Another one it seems has wilted to popular appeal, Ever first yet never last become victims of the boardroom deal, Sunshine blessed them youthful days when many a loyalist kneel, But still you didn’t refrain from catering to this radio

Life without you

Life without you short poem

Without you near me the world is hazy, living without you is nothing short of crazy. Your perspective aids me to see things better, without you life is restricted with many a fetter. Your company beautifies the ambience, star gazing

Hiroshima

Hiroshima short poem

Hiroshima, Hiroshima, Hiroshima The little girl named Hiroshima, lived in Hiroshima, Japan. Just when she was 13. A nuclear attack struck and she said “Bye Hiroshima, Hiroshima, Hiroshima.” The empty glassed sand and destroyed buildings were left, And Hiroshima. She

Purple Daze

Purple Daze short poem

Sunshine haze over milky blue Ocean reflects white horses rolling wave Sea gulls squawk as they glide on warm winds effortlessly, above the port were boatmen slave Splendour azure skies trapping the contours of forests, behind cliffs tallest and brave

Hidden Pain

Hidden Pain long poem

Its a different kind of heartache Where tears dont flow, Its a different kind of pain Which people dont choose to show, Its the thing which people dont understand Untill they stand at our place. They keep judging us Without

Peace Please

Peace Please long poem

Truth is I’m just another woman forced to face The crime of a close friend Truth is where I come from everything is allowed except peace From hookers and hoes to junkies and crack babies From victims turned murderers To

Shadows

Shadows short poem

The memories are closing in I fear there’s no escape. The things I said and things I did Follow me like shadows. A curt remark, a smart retort I thought I was so clever. How many did I hurt While

Our Hunchback

Our Hunchback short poem

Black skin glows Tough and toxic we are, The strength of the horse attached to the hoe of the earth. The black head is far from light, he said. The squirrel hole you should probe Our hunchback distinct theirs, Which

And Now For Something Completely Different

And Now For Something Completely Different short poem

Sweet blooms dance across the screen Collage credits snipped from a magazine Marching bears play the liberty bell Thy tempestuous stomping foot sends them all to hell Bouncing maids on barnet fair Gods and angles grace the air A Cardinal

Going To The Store

Going To The Store short poem

While walking to the store, I pass by so many beautiful flowers. There is the beautiful pink roses in full bloom and oleander. As I walk further, I see the beautiful crepe myrtles with Watermelon red, pink carnation and pearly

Submission

Submission prose poem

oh, my an editorial board when I first sat down today to write poetry I imagined a whole other world love was on my mind the world was new and I made the most of it so I ask you-

Electra

Electra short poem

Mother, one day I’ll tell you all. How they had kissed me, What hotel rooms I’ve been to, Which promises I kept Which ones I ran away from. Mother, one day I’ll light a cigarette Before your surprised eyes. And

Set Your Heart On Go!

Set Your Heart On Go! long poem

SET YOUR HEART ON GO and put your dreams in motion You’ve got the power don’t you know if you got the notion Believe in yourself and just let your passion flow like a river From out of the deepest

Hating To Do

Hating To Do short poem

To get my dues I come to your door talking to myself Today I will present you my theme song in a live shooting belt. A confined thought had the influence fading away It was a stark, frightful journey to

Glitch.

Glitch. short poem

I’ve always prided myself in being eloquent with the English language. Present perfect tense, Present Perfect Progressive I never did get around to understanding what the present tense was Or rather, being in the present. Most of the time I

A Voice

A Voice short poem

It was dim afternoon when i heard a voice, not the one we hear everyday,it was calm and quite, but it was very far, as i know, the words weren’t clear, they were mingled, as if a story which is

Paradise

Paradise short poem

Have you ever felt that feeling. When sitting alone and you feel that sense of belonging. That indescribable feeling that races through your whole body. It makes you feel like you want to preach to everybody. This is all triggered

As If You Were The Pages Of A Book

As If You Were The Pages Of A Book short poem

I wrote this thinking about you, the other day, As if you were the pages of a book, What a love story that would be I could see the universe through the words you spoke, As each page turned Led