Doris Poems - Poems about Doris

Doris was dowdy, drab, and draggle-tailed too Forever frumpy, frightened, a failure, at age thirty-two Jaundiced, juicy-gossipy, jealous, and July jailed Slovenly, slithery, shipwrecked, her moment had sailed....

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Doris was quick-thinking quick-acting, clever, and shrewd But pointedly polite and polished Never abrupt or rude Her knowledge of psychology helped her get by with much Fooling relatives, acquaintances, coworkers, and such they were eagerly outsmarted and outmaneuvered by her. She had an open heart, and a face that was open and pure....

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Doris Ann was busy catching hearts, dragonflies and bees. The giant pink frog was waiting quietly, smiling with ease. Wait until she sees me, the creature thought, she may think I’m a toad. But Doris Ann ran past her, straight down Mercy Road....

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"Doris to Rock" No. I said, erratic, not erotic. Just pillow talk....

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Doris was a beet who was well-loved she was symmetrically and artistically beautiful. the entire garden decided to hide her, because they could not bear to see her eaten carrots, radishes, green beans and peas took turns camouflaging Doris, so the eaters would not notice her. she thrived all summer long, getting bigger and bigger by the time the farmers noticed her,...

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A puppeteer and a columnist Two greeting persons of great talent A writer and a simple artist Met in New York on a bench God-sent Acquaintance that brought humor and scent To watchers and walkers awed with skill Moving and talking puppets that shrill...

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I just read the Kama Sutra Richard Johnson said, It could leave you ruptured or very possibly dead: But him and his lover Doris went ahead and tried. Less than three weeks later she very suddenly died. They’d been progressing By slow and steady stages Until Doris sadly, mistakenly, Went and turned four pages. What started off as easy And looked so...

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Doris was an unhappy girl; her stepfather was stern. Her mother never stood up for her, no matter what. She did not like herself when the Cherokees grabbed her. But they showed her a new way and renamed her. When they had finished with her she was a new person. Little Light Cloud, a maiden who had fallen in love. When...

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Doris's cause of death will probably be: Dementia, at age 100 ~ Character Cause of Death Profile ~ Death Probable age of death 100 Probably cause of death Dementia Other likely causes Cerebrovascular Disease Chronic Lower Respiratory Disease Lung Cancer Noteworthy funeral attendees Anthony Maya Garcia, aged 101 - husband Basic Information Name: Doris Read Well Garcia Nickname: Old Doris Reason for nickname: Descriptive Date of birth: Tuesday, 23rd Jan 1934 (Age 88) Star sign: Aquarius Nationality: American Ethnicity: Caucasian Social class: Middle class Religion: Christian Education: Some college Course: Sports...

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The tales they told of Doris In the hills of Tazeltoff Are remembered by the others Who would jeer and tease and scoff It seemed that little Doris Was a timid little thing When trolls of young and old ...

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A brontosaurus by name of Morris Fell hard for Doris, a stegosaurus His tush landed right on her Sliced open by her armor Lover Boy Morris had quite a saurus...

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my pillow has become you but you have become my pillow soft but not feathered down shape shifting to fit my girth and width spray some of your favorite scent and then you send me away but don't push me away befuddled i only want to cuddle...

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…Polyester jewels ravage her neck; Her clothes are stylist and yet; Money she has no remorse; She’s gotten all she got, from being divorced; Darling Doris Dollar; Got more monies than any others; It’s a shame the next man she gets; Gonna have to sign a Prenup… 12/8/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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TRIBUTE TO DORIS DAY “Que séra séra, whatever will be will be…” sung to me sung to me like a lullaby crescent moon “when i was just a little girl” the softness of her voice my mother’s resounding on t.v. remembering reminiscing Doris Day the girl next door beyond the stars young once more 5/13/2019...

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Granny Doris Lives On “There’s no such thing as rain in Tintagel”. That’s what my Granny Doris says. “It’s always lovely weather For grabbing a bag of pegs”. She ‘heave-ho’s’ wet laundry Into a basket wide, Then tugs and grumbles To drag it all outside. There’s no such thing as rain in Tintagel Enough to stop my Gran From hanging out the laundry With her wrinkly...

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