Chagrined Poems - Poems about Chagrined

...A chagrined clown hung his head in shame for the disgrace of what he became, when an opportune slip of the heel, on a discarded banana peel, got a pretty good laugh just the same.......

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...The old sorcerer was teaching his apprentice a lesson about the moon, but as usual the subject drifted, this time, to witches. “How would I know a witch if I saw one?” The apprentice asked. “It’s ......

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... Seedlings take new root when March winds blow Cracks in sidewalks are where flowers grow Extraordinary places, they bloom Where one crushing foot could mean their doom Doom comes to stems tha......

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...Idle words dance; leaves in the wind. I walk the streets, somewhat chagrined, as they whirl about unconfined. Their magic takes root in my mind. Within myself, I come to see the treasures amon......

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...(a university-life vignette) It’s a Friday night, Leong and I are at a small restaurant close to the dorm called “Ordinary.” We’re in a cozy, pleasantly dark, little red booth—waiting for......

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... It comes from time to time upon a wind that wafts aromas fragrant to a mind now wakened from long sleep. And yet, perplexed, he is resigned to yet again concede his own defeat, a yoked......

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... I’ve written a dozen letters to my ex all were from the heart But the judge says, ‘no!’ … I am forbidden so the letters will remain unsent You see I tried to be loving dashing......

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...Trijan refrain Grief ascends with the rising moon 'neath frosted Winter skies A lone wolf howls, wailing a rune desperate for replies Her mate has died, she must lament beside him 'til......

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... His love never fails, like a light who dispels Even the darkest night Ending all dread and fright His love, like the wind Kisses away the chagrined Defeating doubts with hope ......

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...It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined. So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind. I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled. I am convinced the god Boreas......

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...The breeze annoying trees entices me, I drift away afar to fields abloom, with silver tongues untied their whispers free — ..ah, prairie-weed does burn a sweet perfume. The flowered spikes d......

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...I'm standing still But at least I'm still standing Some have their souls spill- Their souls of reprimanding Like dead leaves Blowing in the wind They wander But do not go They are a bla......

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...These sparks that the flames Toss up in the sky To dance with the stars Aflame in our eyes Burning and searing Aloft on their own Burning and soaring As never before Have little resistance O......

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...I knew a young man from Crewe Who's favorite meal was a stew Though he became chagrined As he'd often break wind And sometimes would follow through. His wife cried you are obscene And the noi......

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...When fairy tales were in fashion, before true love was rare, A prince wooed a maid who was flaxen and fair. He came every day and patiently knelt Before the dark tower wherein his love dwelt. He'......

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