Short Airbrush Poems
Short Airbrush Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Airbrush by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Airbrush by length and keyword.
Airbrush layers of satan colors,
Dripled in the deep blue skies.
Arched over one another,
Where the sunset lies.
Gloomy drafted weather,
Running over the brutled sleigh.
Spilled like the brightest colors together.
Highlighted in the brightest day.
Milky layers of crayola crowns,
Smerged in the pintless clay.
Falling lightly to the end of the grounds.
Waiting for the clouds away.
Form:
CHARM OF NATURE
With airbrush Sun rays colour sky to glow.
Spangles of stars adorn charcoal night sky.
Dusts of starbursts sprinkled in cosmic flow.
Silhouettes on Milky Way freely fly.
Air, Water, Land make splendid ambient.
Rigid matter: Flourished flora - creatures.
Evolution : Life never salient.
Nurture majestic Nature for future.
03/ 27 / 23
-sculpted in false image-
Hey, look at me
now I see
I’m more like you,
and less like me
chiseled and shaped
the mold half broke
chipping away at
pieces of my soul
Till I don’t know
Who I am anymore
Figures in a magazine
Prophetic in hope
Used as examples,
As real women choke
Why won’t you just
let me be me?
And see the design
God intended me to be
I am beautifully flawed
Without airbrush aesthetics
Mixed bag of crazy
And genuine intentions -JAZ-
‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows.
‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows.