Drab Poems - Poems about Drab

dowdy drab 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.

Categories: drab, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Drab

drab lackluster mood
brought on by somber spirits
~ blue melancholy



AP: 2nd place 2022

Posted on July 9, 2022

Categories: drab, blue, hope, sad,
Form: Haiku

Took Cab To See Dull and Drab Cold Slab

We went in a cab  to see cold slab,
That did appear to be dull and drab;
Letters were distinct when viewed;
So much sadness there we ensued.

Tombstones arranged row after row;
All around green grass grew and grew;
In background were abundant trees;
In faces we would feel a cool breeze.

On a long beach many boats landed;
By an officer

Categories: drab, allegory, analogy,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Drab of Blight On the Forest Today

Her virginal leaves have aged to gray
Delight she once showed now gone astray
Snowball bush who used to be so bright, 
What has happened to put out your light?
A drab of blight on the forest today

My fine sweet princess, did someone slay?
Cut your branches with an axe today?
If you tell me I will make things right.
Forever

Categories: drab, nature,
Form: Rondeau

The Crab Is Drab

The crab is drab and sitting on a grab
                             Toasting his brown bread in the monster's lab

Categories: drab, nonsense,
Form: Limerick

Drab Shades of Nonexistance

I hide.....
From myself and away from others.
I wear dark glasses and caps
And paint my body in drab shades of nonexistence
Then dance, alone in the darkness
To music I have imagined.
It's better this way.
I don't have to misread faces
Or think I am being judged (although, 
Perhaps being misjudged is a better term).
I can float on clouds of

Categories: drab, depression,
Form: Bio

Drab

I notice on a day that's gray
I also seem to dress that way.
Without the sunshine to inspire,
I tend to stick to drab attire.

It doesn't make a lot of sense
When clothing clearly complements
An atmosphere of cloud and gloom,
Allowing somberness to loom.

On light and sunny weather days,
I wear apparel that's ablaze
With colors neon, bright or bold,
A joy

Categories: drab, clothes, weather,
Form: Rhyme

Olive Drab Uniform

The uniform was issued to him during the Second World War.
Tho' at first it was somewhat ill-fitting, it he proudly wore.
He was a mere lad of eighteen when his Army career began,
But as that savage conflict raged on, he rapidly became a man!

He considered it an honor to wear the uniform of his nation.
Little brother

Categories: drab, warworld,
Form: Rhyme