Best Pencil Thin Poems

Busy getting ready to go to a meeting
I was looking through my closet for something to wear
My 20 year old daughter, Shereen, was in my...

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I don’t care what you think of me
Or the label that you give
I don’t care what box you’ve found
Cause in there… I won’t live

I don’t...

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Pencil thin Lenny from old Liechtenstein,
    Built a long skinny house near the Rhine,
        ...

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Well thank God they left. Nice local sports bar; I sat close to an elderly man, probably 80 years old, and a younger guy that...

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I first met her on a holiday at Shuklaphanta Wildlife Reserve. 
Love strikes me like lightning when I saw her, 
so powerful and intense it...

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I woke up this morning
Sporting a Beret 
Speaking in a French accent
Parlez-vous francais?

With a scarf around my neck
A pencil thin moustache
Afraid I might have woke...

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Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico) 
whose acts brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville and 
then the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, and...

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when did the 
douchebag get his own
beard?
when did the pencil-thin
maintenance of the facial
hair of a male
become something 
with which 
we walked with our heads
held high?---
first...

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Down that street.  The big house, teeming transmissions
of penciled degrees from paper thin ‘pedes,
has basic nature themed accommodations.
Mud wiped under feet.  White fresh...

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Pencil-thin branches
topping a tree outside 
the picture window are 
thrashing in tandem
with the tempo of
your distress.  The sky's
as leaden as Northern
Europe's daytime
dailies.  Rainwater
pools...

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She jumped the cables of this earth and landed on their stratosphere 
not much was interlocked inside that interstated space except a high  ...

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 The Stiletto Life

Her Infectious smile and rhythmic click-clack on the pavement,
Mask the pain from her eight-inch, pencil-thin Louboutin heels;
Flying, neat, long dreadlocks, trail her...

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I had hoped to pen a poem today
Before laying myself down to sleep,
But I have to admit with some dismay
That my emotions were not so...

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Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, 
Harpo, Groucho, and Chico), whose 
acts (along Seuss iz Zacks Fifth 
Avenue) brought generations of 
laughter to Vaudeville, and then...

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She didn’t have the classic big blue eyes.
She had eyes the color of chocolate.
Ones that glowed when she smiled,
Ones that twinkled when she laughed.

She didn’t...

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