Short Accessory Poems
Short Accessory Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Accessory by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Accessory by length and keyword.
When changing from lane to lane;
I want to make it real plain,
Signals are not an accessory;
They are a necessity.
Please use them. Thanks
Form:
It’s just another accessory,
In time for my final anniversary.
It’s a way to put an end to my misery,
But when it’s too late, will I say, “How unnecessary.”
Fountain of blood
It’s the new accessory
To a uniform I must return
Burned into my gloved hand
My number was up
And that’s why I don’t write poems with 13 lines
Form:
The slightest current of air
Holds more truth than the striving
To realize cogitations of material components
Anxiety beset turns to weakness, regret
The shame of burying your accessory love
The dawn broke
with thoughts
raging furiously
insisting on response
capturing my being
now a prisoner
with no escape route
an accessory before and after the fact
plead I for freedom to engage the heart
on its destined course.
I've been a bunny, a kitten,
a baby seal,
a hedgehog, a bear and a tiger;
but most of all I have been me.
Sleeves shredded
sunset pale,
an accessory to the main crime.
My Bonnie face
and my Clyde armour-
no murder or money
just dusty road.
A lady who entered a fashion contest
for most authentic historical costume
was disqualified, the judges pointing out
to her disappointment that she lacked
Lady Godiva’s most famous accessory –
a horse – and therefore was under dressed.
1950’s walnut what-knot-shelf
small compartments with tiny doodads
crystal doohickeys and miniature thimbles
variety of teensy ceramic trinkets
displayed in woman’s living room
every mother I knew had one back in the day
1950’s go-to accessory for the modern woman
This loaded revolver
Looks so good next to your head
You wear it so well
Did anyone ever tell you
That you should be a model?
This metal barrel suits you
It goes well with your skin tone
And I swear your eyes just got brighter
You are my gun’s favorite accessory
Form:
I’ve threaded my fingers and turned my body into beads.
Like a necklace I was strung and now she wears me ‘round her throat.
Everyone compliments her new accessory.
They say it suits her perfectly;
they’ve never seen a better match.
They can’t tell I’m wearing her down.
You new leather shoe
How remarkable thy scent
Better than jasmines,
stuffed down my nostrils
As I tap my feet,
out the shoe store
How swiftly your perfume,
fades away
But still I will wear,
this accessory made from skin
Worshiping it till, the need
of a new pair
They escape
Through a small opening
On the side of my head
Liquid skin becoming cellophane
An accessory to suffocation
Tries to trim the threats
Of an unfurled canvas
In my pocket
Artauds’ anguish
Stitches together absurd reasoning
One kiss tooled the empire
Only the smart escape
Shadows cross the land
Animals scurry
Hiding beneath the sand
Races look into each others hollow faces
Casting shadows in the wind
Lies are the new accessory
For the modern woman
Refusing what is real
Captive to the fear
Dancing to the beat of dragon wings
Denying who we are
What can restore our dying love
Who can heal our wounded psyches?
Hey, I am Pet(e).
I am happy,
today,
…to be 10 years old
and really obedient,
yes, obedient
though naughty,
sometimes,
yet still I am Pet(e), the
loving member
of the family,
just like Man(dy);
so please, don’t sass
and throw me not
outside
the circle, if
I am no longer, as you feel,
cute to you,
‘cos I am not your accessory!
Below are 6 footles, separate and distinct, with their own titles in bold font. A continuation of my footle fest!
Small Bee Farm
Hectare
Nectar
Meat Juice Allergy
Au jus
Achoo
Last Ride
Off in
Coffin
Bright Lad
Sunny
Sonny
AWOL Chef
Cook-off
Took off
Matell/Amazon Accessory
Ken doll
Kindle
For one who helps so many,
giving aid and relief,
to watch a loved one in need,
strains me to the core.
To be sidelined,
no longer an accessory,
reduced to normalcy,
rips out my soul,
one thread at a time.
To watch as you wither,
unable to combat this enemy,
that strikes young and old,
makes me feel impotent.
Unable to kill this hydra,
I silently watch
as you wilt away.
Form:
Lockdown has forced us to stay home for long
I cannot play golf but can eat and sleep
Social distancing wants us not to throng
No one understands that my pain is deep
Need to practice my swings for their upkeep
No play may retard muscle memory
Making me lose golfing trajectory
Coronavirus, why you give such pain!
Golfing time wasted on cleaning bag accessory
Checking your spread though is a vital gain.
15.4.2020
It is used in a figural speech
It is used as a carrier object
It is used as a storage system
It is used as a everyday accessory
Gosh, you have to love it
Different colours, choose your desire
Different makes, choose your category
Different brands, there are so many
Different shapes, choose your level
Distinguish your individualism
It is a need, not a want
It is useful and optional
It blends with the entire
It so flexible
Yoo, it compliments you
Oh where’s my hat?
It flew off! drat!
Put it on my head
Next I did dread
It’s off in the air
My 20 dollar sphere
Oh it’s pretty rough
My hair’s sticking up
My hat, the perfect accessory
For a misplaced comb, occasionally
I’d easily put it on and run
Out of my home I’d quickly go
Oh I miss my hat
Do you know that?
But now I use a hood instead
Because it’s securely connect-ed
So there’s no risk of it flying away
Like my hat did on that windy day
March 29, 2021
Pretty doctors
Two young female doctors dressed in white
wearing stereoscopes around their slim
necks as decorations, an accessory that
gave them charming dignity
Between them, looking at a computer
my name was there, they were talking
about my medical history
I tried to get a word in but was blithely
ignored, after all, I was the
patient, but my input went unheeded
They were happy with my recovery
As I packed my things and left, they were
still talking about my case