Best Sheen Poems


The Sheen of Dawn

Pristine...moist canvas,
Sparkling the light of the sun;
Dewdrops glistering.

Premium Member A Sheen

Jean would go with me
to Exhibitions in halls.
Our passion was factories
in photos a-sheen.

Glossy factories
with no people outside or in,
but gleaming machines
in factories - a sheen.

Tall chimneys,
and sheer entrances.
A weekend, surely, for
machines, they were still.

Jean would go with me,
talking loudly as usual,
but I would say "Hush,
here are factories a-sheen." 


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11/8/2016

Contest  - Practiced Passion

Sponsor - Frank Herrera

4th place win
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Reflective Sheen

I'm in a café booth
nursing a hot coffee.
And, between steamy sips,
I stare at a mirror.

There, reality's a
reflection, not real.
And, like caricatures,
flaws come into focus.

I know; it's merely glass,
with a reflective sheen.
And yet, I am transfixed;
scanning strangers' faces.

My eyes get scrutinized;
when I stare at myself.
And it's fascinating;
guessing who will blink first.

Shifting shadows provide
this free entertainment.
And voyeurs, stealthily
watch life slip by unseen.


Premium Member Charlie Sheen - Clerihew

Charlie Sheen
 Once played a soldier on the big screen
 But he turned to booze and women
Living large on Two and a Half Men
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Charlie Sheen

Dear Mr. Charlie Sheen.
Incredibly inebriated and mean.
Locked her in a closet.
Hope he gave her a deposit.  


***For Clerihew contest***
© Chris Matt  Create an image from this poem.

In Pure Sheen of Night

in pure sheen of night
a restless wolf bellows loud ---
when full moon arrives


Contest for Regina Riddle: 
Haiku Aha Moment


Charlie Sheen and Lindsay Lohan

Dear Mr. Charlie Sheen.
Incredibly inebriated and mean.
Locked her in a closet.
Hope he gave her a deposit.  


Dear Ms. Lindsay Lohan,
you need a new life plan.
Betty Ford doesn't think this is a joke, 
so lay off the coke.
© Chris Matt  Create an image from this poem.

Winter's Sheen

Frozen ponds bear winters sheen
Stark and bare, what once was green
Morning frosts bring winter's bite,
Now bitter days, and freezing nights.

The winter sun, no comfort brings
Too weak to thaw out winter's sting
Amongst this there is beauty though,
How lovely is new fallen snow.

How beautiful are icicles
Frozen cobwebs on a hedge,
Frosty patterned window panes
And snow upon the window ledge.

Who is there does not delight
In watching snowflakes fall at night,
As silently across the land
The snow queen opens up her hand.

For a time, all will be still
Captured each, by winter's chill.
Winter, she shall have her day
And for a while, she will hold sway.
© Gary Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Ode To Charlie Sheen: Bi-Winning

-   Normally I don’t mess with email requests;
      but times are a-changin’ and I’m rearrangin’. -

          (As noted by all this distress, 
             the story we wish we‘d see less)

                  Titled: 
“The Train Wreck of Charlie Sheen;”

The public seems a little bitter; 
As he rambles his rants on Twitter,
Social network scenes, all the magazines; 
And he’s still rollin’ in dough, like we’ve never seen.

Any news is good news…so they say;
He’s gonna relapse anyway;
So at least he’s getting high, and making pay.

Everyone’s glued to their TV and internet devices,
But the best thing to do, believe me, is ignore him and his vices.  
He feeds financially and emotionally, off you and me
So leave Charlie alone! Just let him be…

Lost It's Sheen

I am not afraid of death
Let it come for me
My time on earth is just a second
When compare to eternity

Take me Lord to a place
Calm, peaceful and serene
As my time here on Earth
Has all but lost it’s sheen

Green and My Soul's Sheen

Green colors my soul with a shimmering sheen.
Rainbows amid clouds or in plankton filled seas.  
Enlivens the world; shares sun’s sparkling scenes.
Entice, now, my spirit; let earth’s majesty beckon. 
Natural splendors, displayed like emeralds for queens.
 
Aurora borealis at times includes green,
Northern sky beauty presents colors; nights brighten.
Delivering to earth heaven’s lights; have you seen?
 
Mint, mold, or moss, green beans with caffeine –
Yesterday’s creation made man’s everything.

Sunshine and chlorophyll create a living kaleidoscope.
Omnipresent environment sustains all nature gleans.
Living and singing in Earth’s garden of hope.
‘Surviving simultaneously as our planet grows green.
 
See Earth’s majestic mansion; give thanks and gleam.
Herald throughout our planet; envision Heaven’s dream.
Each act to replenish embraces our Creator’s goal. 
Every animal protected brings balance to the whole. 
Nature embracess green; thus, it makes my soul sheen.

Copyright March 21, 2015
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest It's Spring . show me the green – 
Sponsor Francine Roberts

Premium Member Slick Urban Sheen

Slick urban sheen
Motion through shadow and light
Lights pass by
Glowing flight of time

Dark frames the picture
Figures glimpse out of sight
Lights break the dark mass
Speed through the night

Engines hums a soundtrack
Hard rev, smooth to fierce 
Crack of turbo gunfire
Rage contained on wheels

Listen to the engine
Listen to the night
Listen to your heartbeat
Feel the desire to drive

Robust Chestnut Gloss Sheen

Golden water glittering through
delicate weeping willow leaves
Swans swimming on  the lake
Grand  house on top of the hill
neatly framed with many trees
Shingled roof  peaked gables
Large arched windowed eyes
Carpeted  flowers staircases
Marble floor,  chequered hall
Dining room living room den
Settee Louis XVI parlor chair
Deep  yellow blue pink letter
Clatter of  six sets  of  hoofs

Charlie Sheen

Watchin TV on my buddy's wide screen
who do I see "Hey, thats Charlie Sheen!"
they're talkin about how he got'z fired
and they're wonderin who they have hired

"Man he look's like he's on drug'z!"
"look he's pickin at imaginary bug'z!"
Captain Mike know'z dim drugs are bad
so to see him this way is very sad

any woman but my wife give'z me the bores
"Hey! old Charlie there got'z two whores!"
if he goes broke it won't be funny
"All they want is some of charlie's money!"

"It's good thing what his exwife did'z"
hate to see anything happin to the kid'z

"If I had a show I'd make funny clean."
unlike Charlie I wouldn't make a seen
if good clean comedy everyone would like
"They should make TV show of Old Capt. Mike!"

"I got'z a life time of funny stories to tell"
instead of listening to Charlie ring his own bell
"Give me a chance hollywood to make a clean coin!"
"I'll end every episode with a clean funny poem!"

by Cap-pin Mike!

Polished Sheen

Softly glowing gold
Polished to a satin sheen
Sharply faceted diamond
Beveled edges contain fire within

Sheer golden heirloom
Speaks with grace in beauty
Humbly gleaming of unmasked glory
Polished to a satin sheen

Seemingly transparent beauty
Awaits the light for life
Caught in sunshines rays it ignites
Sharply faceted diamond

A spectacular set of friends
One of gold and one of diamond
Polished to a satin sheen
Beveled edges contain fire within

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