Short Armchairs Poems
Short Armchairs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Armchairs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Armchairs by length and keyword.
He dreams in electric themes
draping around the armchairs
he wheezes down time
Across feral fields his eyes skims
the scenery
His shadow silhouetted by the evening sun
aware of the amolaly
recalling a spectral youth
Bananas and bicycles
pullovers and pears
armchairs with attitude
and cutlery that cares
gum trees and giggles
seaweed and snouts
desserts with detachment
and porridge that pouts
mink coats and mountains
water and winks
toes with tenacity
and silence that thinks
I encounter these things
adrift in my dreams
hugging tight
a pillow that screams.
Haiku/Tanka/Haiku for Linda-Marie's contest.
Autumn has arrived
the gentle years are calling
love, life at harvest.
Friends like old armchairs
come to coffee the morning
glide in the porch swing
and we reminisce for hours;
pastel roses without thorns.
Come with me my love,
take my hand; we'll go walking
west, into the sun.
I'd like to believe
Peace is a natural state
That war is foreign
But I see war after war
And brother slaying brother
Old sacrifice young
Our youth gone before their day
Then I want to cry
For thought that they gain nothing
Are lost through their innocence
What a wonder youth
How pliable and pristine
They want but to shine
While all the burnt-out old men
Pull the strings from their armchairs
I remember red curtains
and red, round
Loony Tunes logo.
Red couch and armchairs.
Beets on my plate
and two dark butterflies
nestled in the corner of the room.
How excited and scared I was
when I though they were a bat.
Balcony door got open,
the curtains moved
and they flew away.
I remember red spots
on their fluttering wings.
Yet, somehow Sunday
is still a yellow day.
Boring,
depressing,
pressuring.
Memory of the Aged
Blurring mist creating a transcendent skull,
Gradually dissipating into thin air by glimmer of the sun,
Aged plucked toothed corn-row
Of horny gum smile, broadening,
Grim lips fall flat,
To blab like ignorant spoil infants,
Greetings dug up and hung in the shoulder of space,
Ensnared walking sticks tucked near ancient monument
armchairs,
While ghosts apparitions lounge in breezy atmosphere.