Best Dressing Poems
I try on words
Like hats and shoes
To see which look
Best fits my muse.
7/30/20
Poem of the Day
August 1st, 2020
Categories:
dressing, analogy, inspiration, writing,
Form:
Epigram
spring stitched the horizon
budding with French knots of red
and jade and gold
the underpinning of branches
began to disappear
as the surface danced
with pointillism
kelly-green cuffed the lawn
daffodils were pocketed
in among the satin threads
of pine bark mulch
temperatures fluctuated
and though a layer of white snow
would still lace the collar of mother maples
it was merely winter’s last kiss
impossible, truly impossible it was
to dress for spring
First Published In Mused: The Belle On Line Literary Review Spring 2014
Categories:
dressing, spring, daffodils,
Form:
Free verse
nitrogen rich dung
loose green cow patties flung….
sprouts tender and young
Categories:
dressing, nature
Form:
Haiku
Terry's wife is working away
So he tries on her pink negligee
Wearing satin and lace
Puts a smile on his face
If rumbled what would his wife say!
13th May 2015
Categories:
dressing, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
It's always a chore to make...and still,
when Halloween comes, I find the will.
I don't rent or buy costumes you see,
but dress myself up like I want to be.
I don't trick or treat as I am too old,
yet, I do it for the kids coming to my door so bold.
Once I stuffed an old shirt and jeans
With rags and paper and other things.
Then I pinned it to the clothing I wore,
Four arms, four legs...who could want more?
One year I wrapped myself in aluminum foil,
Just to see if some of those kids I could roil.
I wasn't exactly the Tin Man of Oz's fame,
But the neighborhood all thought me quite insane.
Having pinned stuffed animals to my shirt one time
The "stuffed shirt" routine was more than a crime.
I have been hunchbacked and straight laced just for the kids,
Some come to my door, just to see what I did.
Last year I took a soft ball and pinned it atop my shoulder,
No, it wasn't there to look like a boulder.
I put a facemask and hat on it you see,
Two heads were better than one, when the kids looked at me.
I've gone to a party wearing shorts 'neath my overcoat,
But being such a flimsy "Flasher", I could not emote.
So, I took the strobe from my camera and held it inside,
Then, when I opened my coat...FLASH...got everyone wide eyed.
I don't do parties for Halloween any more,
Too much work, passing out candy at the door.
But, I still dress up for the kids to know,
That you don't have to buy a costume when imagination will do.
I will wear some wierd outfit that I have tried to do well,
Then yank open the door screaming..."Who's ringing that bell"?
It is often fun to see the reactions my costumes bring each year,
They generally don't know what awaits them here.
It's only once a year that I go on this binge,
The littlest ones never cease to cringe.
Some will run to their parents standing in the drive,
Wondering if such a creature could be alive.
But they eventually come back to reap their treats.
In spite of my bombastic costumal feats.
So, if you come to my door just beware,
More than a crazy poet, you might find here.
Categories:
dressing, fantasy, children, funny, holidayhalloween,
Form:
Couplet
Mommy and Poppy are divorced
But he always CAESAR when he can
Their FRENCH hip is now somewhat strained
Since the custody, went to the man
So Mommy was gone when it happened
She didn't see it, but POPPY SEED it all
Brother was eatin' a sandwich of cheese
When he come a RUSSIAN down the hall
I don't know why it doe's it but
The CATALINA bit inside the door
Then when brother tripped on that cat
He fell and BLUECHEESE on the floor!
If I ever spit up my food
I'd sell my RANCH and live on the street
And if I ever trip over a cat
I'll bet a THOUSAND ISLAND on my feet!
Categories:
dressing, funny, word play,
Form:
Quatrain
Clive’s wife is out of town for the evening
so he doesn’t have a second to lose
Feeling his excitement rising
he nervously places his first order
The late night courier delivers a huge box
Clive frantically rips off the packaging
to reveal ...
Six inch stiletto’s -
in flamingo pink patent leather
Clive moans in sheer ecstasy
As he squeezes his hirsuit size 13 feet
into sexy shiny shoes
Slipping into a shimmering sequinned dress
he applies theatrical makeup
which hides his five o’clock shadow
a platinum blonde wig completes the look
Clives transformation to Tallulah is finally complete!
Night Shoes Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausin
5/15/19
Categories:
dressing, clothes, identity,
Form:
Free verse
ART OF DRESSING
Always buy clothing on sale
or clearance prices because
I use my skill or art of
coordination to look stylish.
Love to dress up in style by
mixing clothes with colors that
go together and adding
accessories for flair, classy look.
2/28/22 Lind30nr Poetry
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Used: How Many Syllables
7779 Syllable No Rhyme (2 stanzas)
Categories:
dressing, art, clothes, fashion,
Form:
Verse
It was in Atlanta 1997 my first ever visit to America
I went with a friend to his another friend’s house
With no real intention of “dressing up” as anything
But to see and know what Halloween is after all.
There came a beautiful girl Iris and asked me
If I wanted my face to be painted for Halloween.
Nodding I consented I don’t know why till today
She painted my face as nothing in particular.
But, ah, the experience of looking into her eyes
Touching her alluring body almost to the full
And she touched my heart while she painted
It was the beginning of wonderful relationship.
What a sweetheart! What a wonderful Halloween I had
Wherever you’re, Iris, I remember you and send my love.
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Contest: Halloween Of Years past sponsored Paula Swanson
Categories:
dressing, halloween,
Form:
Free verse
BB melted chocolate balls
Metal onions green and bronze
pour it on, pour it on
Croutons made of dandelions
Cherry Bing lettuce tomatoes dressed in ranch dressing
Pour it on, pour it on
Redwood and cedar fences cups of Joe's
Carrots, celery orange blossoms
Pour it on
Pick your teeth with balls of cotton
Don't need a fork, just my first finger and thumb
And when it's good, yum, I'm done
Pour it op
I've eaten from the bowl of creed
Greed of carrots ridden rabbits
Pour it on
Now I have a habit eating radishes crunched lettuce cabbage radish celery
beets cartons with poured on. .
SALAD DRESSING
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
03/03/15
Categories:
dressing, analogy, anxiety, appreciation, dedication,
Form:
Rhyme
A naturist vicar from Bude
Was working and caught preaching nude
Though he wore his dog collar
The Archbishop did holler
‘Your sermon was terribly rude’
The Archbishop he wore a fixed frown
and gave him a stern dressing down ...
When you stand in the pulpit
you should wear your full kit -
though your body’s a great shade of brown!
11/20/18
Categories:
dressing, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Heard an old lady at the beach utter these words
“Men were dressing me with their eyes” how absurd
Not a real good looker
A “seen better days” ex-hooker
Line between beauty and age has become quite blurred
Categories:
dressing, fun,
Form:
Limerick
That's Halloween almost over,
the masks and caps and gowns
with streets and pubs and shops and clubs
all filled with ghosts and clowns.
A thought occurred to me last night
with Christmas drawing near,
we don't do that much dressing up
at the festive time of year.
We don't see three kings from the East
with treasured gifts they lugged
(though hauling Gold, Myrrh, Frankincense
may mean that you get mugged).
We see no Angels, Shepherd lads
or choirs invisibule,
save for the kids in towels and sheets
on stage at local schools.
I think the problem may well be,
and we just are ignoring,
the dark side stuff looks really cool-
the Christian garb's just boring!
Categories:
dressing, halloween, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
When eating leftover dressing
That was a good main course for lunch
Only compliment receiving
You could patent this honeybunch
He forgot potato salad
Left it out of his extra praise
What Rocky did say nots valid
For he was in a state of craze
Categories:
dressing, food, funny, husband, life
Form:
Rhyme
lashes dress cheeks
tickling the surface of desire
sandlewood scent
Categories:
dressing, love, nostalgia
Form:
Senryu