Short Aficionado Poems
Short Aficionado Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Aficionado by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Aficionado by length and keyword.
A Salad Aficianado
I'm a salad aficionado, expert at making my own
Ingredients I won't divulge, won't jeopardize my throne
Hoping on making lotsa cash
Plan a trip to Marrakech
It's the greatest salad that humans have ever known...
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Categories:
aficionado, food,
Form:
Limerick
Aficionado
a short time ago
an aficionado
was born out
of need
became
engrossed
within the
inner workings
of this beings
broken-down
self
tried to urge
the mind to
change it's
self-concept
this proved to
be difficult feat
to achieve...
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Categories:
aficionado,
Form:
Lyric
A New Limerick Aficianado
A new limerick aficionado has emerged on the site
If you haven't noticed it's SO, you've got it, that's right
Surprised I'll bet
Way out as it gets
To expect anything less would be very a big sleight
(Inspired by a Judith S. comment to me)...
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Categories:
aficionado, smile,
Form:
Limerick
The Magic of Music
The Magic of Music
Neither a musician am I, nor an aficionado be.
Music brings me joy, when there is sorrow.
Perchance a love song lights my tomorrow.
Blues appropriate when I am low.
Jazz, Samba, oh such zest.
Magically, true soul fest.
Mind gets still.
Heart sings.
Pleasurings.
May 27, 2020
2pm PST
Poem #1,300
...
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Categories:
aficionado, how i feel, music, nostalgia,
Form:
Ninette
Aficionado
Aficionados here and there,
People craft, lead and build.
Those traders are teasers of the wind,
Sail and sail, draft and rate,
Be your own rafter till you lead the machines.
Magician of genius,
Roundtables of roundabouts,
Wheel and chain wheel every unshielded process,
Superhuman intellectuals fragmenting puzzles of equations,
Build this new cybernetics!
Nemesis are the rivals of each creationists.
Mechanics are our homepage....
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Categories:
aficionado, allusion, art, imagination, magic, pollution, science, world,
Form:
Free verse
Ocean Aficionado
Truthfully,
I struggle to be free.
Unbearably,
Some strive to see a sinking sea.
Anger wraps around my shoulder.
I pray; I don’t get bolder.
The world, estranged, keeps getting colder.
It’s been forever; I’m still a sailor.
Curiously,
I’ve been chained in eternity.
Amazingly,
They die in an ocean of uncertainty.
Sails descend upon my shoulder.
I pray I won’t get bolder.
The world, afflicted, stares in wonder.
It’ll be forever; I’ll be a sailor....
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Categories:
aficionado, beach, ocean,
Form:
Rhyme