Doodles Poems - Poems about Doodles

A bug who loved to doodle was floating on a noodle. He had to get some sunscreen; the sun was getting brutal. He could not reach the lotion; he needed a commotion to interrupt the pristine, make waves just like an ocean. He saw a pretty spider; he sidled up beside her to ask if she would help him because she was a glider. She glided to...

Continue reading...

Our Doodles is a silly hound, who if he hears a laughing sound, in circles will go round and round! His weird behavior can confound. One time we put food on the ground; he sniffed and he sniffed all around. That dog food STILL he never found. Then at the lake he nearly drowned. We can't return him to the pound. "One Dumb Dog"...

Continue reading...

Oodles Of Google Doodles... visually delicious as germane strudels the following cooked years ago courtesy me noggin awash with noodles. Yours truly crafted remaining poem around 27th July 2018 idea arose within me cerebral dome. ...As poetic theme came to mind in a Serge without a waiver thus, I took a virtual Page from...

Continue reading...

of past sufferings. doodle you made years ago. layer may be changed...

Continue reading...

My notebooks were once filled with doodles Adorning the margins; in class I doodled when bored at a lecture, When minutes took hours to pass. My squiggles and boxes repeated; They weren’t worth even a glance But, along with my painstaking scribble, They filled up the paper’s expanse. Years later, at times when I’m Zooming, My thoughts from the topic removed, I find myself doodling...

Continue reading...

I doodle hearts Because I want some love. I draw cartoony stars Because I want a life Full of shining, defining meaning, Even more fulfilled by someone Who seems to have been sent from above. I doodle flowers Because they remind me Of old symbols for girl power. I draw the best I can, For I like myself for whomever I am. I doodle anime-esque eyes For it...

Continue reading...

Polly Wally waddles all day She's running for office in LA She wastes time doodling Enjoys a daily noodling But she never earns her pay Polly Wally was once quite a looker before politics she worked as a hooker now she dresses with power doesn't get paid by the hour now she's aging no man...

Continue reading...

As I sit down Not knowing what to write, Thoughts flitter through my head- Nothing with much height. Should I write a poem about a lonely girl? Or someone newly freed? How about something silly, Rowdy men drunk over a tankard of mead? But wouldn’t people listen more to stanzas full of power? Something to gain strength from, as- “Stand up for what you believe”, “Be...

Continue reading...

DOODLES. By peter toland. Doodles is a local kid he loves to play football, he's the best I've ever seen it's like he's standing six foot tall, if you try run past him he'll always make a tackle, I really don't know what it is it's like you're in a shackle. On the surfboard he...

Continue reading...

a yellowpage picasso somwhere between mullberry and mullenhauser. daydream chatter creats cityscapes with crystal raindrops falling from bent and wrinkeled page corners. futher down the colloms between meeks and myer robots sit in a cafe eating fried rice with chopsticks and talking about the whether....

Continue reading...

Why does the cock rise With a doodle do Yet the hen lays all the eggs...

Continue reading...

Scribbles and doodles all over the paper Hearts and stars and a poem to a broken love song Words misspelled and sentences crossed out Meaning behind the meaning never had a doubt Single word or phrase and somehow his name appears She looks at it ten or twenty times Before she knows it its all over the paper Balloon letters, block, hell...

Continue reading...