Short Awl Poems
Short Awl Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Awl by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Awl by length and keyword.
Randomling 35: Coeur D'Alene
Coeur d'Alene, Heart of the Awl,
gem of the north,
you tamed my hatred of this desert state
and gave me sunlight sparkling on
blue lakes under scented pines....
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Categories:
awl, beautiful, beauty, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Sweet Respite
Let's say that I'm the one
Let's say that I'm the Cradled Falling Sun
The spiral moon, The ribbon won...
Does Glory breathe in haste?????
Let's watch the placid ball
the morning dew, the spinning awl.
Can sweet respite cause fury?????...
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Categories:
awl, imagination, life, passion,
Form:
I do not know?
Murphy's Awl
Like Adam in the Garden
Before he’d lost his rib…
Pinocchio in springtime
Who yet had learned to fib…
Perfection’s just a symptom
Of dreams we wish would be.
What can go wrong is costly.
What goes right is never free.
Keep calm and return fire.
You know the rdill....
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Categories:
awl, allegory,
Form:
Burlesque
A Hundred Poems - Xix
IF I were
a broken soul
who could mend me?
The cobbler down the road?
With his crafty skills and many tools,
the awl or maybe stretching tool?
He surely would know
-- and should I go?
My shoes, so worn but my soul so full
of these empty holes!
My Cobbler, sir!
Repair my soul,insufferably
i plead!
:: ~~ ::...
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Categories:
awl, anxiety, grief, joy, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
A Hundred Poems Xix
IF I were
a broken soul
who could mend me?
The cobbler down the road?
With his crafty skills and many tools,
the awl or maybe stretching tool?
He surely would know
-- and should I go?
My shoes, so worn but my soul so full
of these empty holes!
My Cobbler, sir!
Repair my soul,insufferably.
I plead!
::12-24-2013::...
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Categories:
awl, life, poems, poetry, poets,
Form:
Free verse
Spring Brake
What a grate dey it is
Sonny whether and awl
Let's wring in Spring Brake
Thyme for fun, half a bawl.
Cum on, let's get aweigh
and lei on the beech
reed books by the serf
sea and bee scene.
Wheel watch waives bye the peer
Whet hour feat and hour tows
Ewe just mite meat Mr. Write
Theirs a chants, who nose?
Written on 3/23/2015...
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Categories:
awl, beach, fun,
Form:
Light Verse
I'M Sorry
I'm sorry for awl the prayers
Youse darn tootin' sure
we'll be gettin up for church
on a Monday mornin'
Huh dearie?
That brain is so itty bitty
I could pick it up- with
both thumbs
Like the invisible crumbs
laying- on our coats and pegs
ya hear?
Wrap 'em oats around yer legs
real good now
It'll rain
Oh lawd I know it will
everyday of our lives
it be rainin'....
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Categories:
awl, caregiving, change, culture, dark, i love you,
Form:
Free verse
Coo-Coo Dye a Log
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"Tube add...Sew buy, sea ya," man a jests Pea tour.
"Add you," off hers Kate.
'Fee Knee Seam Oh'...
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Categories:
awl, food, humorous, word play,
Form:
Light Verse
Homonym Spring
Laying inn the grass watching the clouds float buy, my mined wanders aweigh as eye smell that apple pi.
I've patiently waited four spring and now that's it's hear awl eye want two dew is sit outside and drink a bier.
I've waited four warmer whether and too bee outdoors, butt today I'm stuck inside and that's such a boar.
Spring inn Pennsylvania isn't as it seams, it goes from wareing shorts on a Monday then down to zero degrees.
Lucky Mi!
04/27/2015...
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Categories:
awl, america, snow, summer, weather, winter, word play,
Form:
Lyric
Grammar Cops
Grammar Cops
By Franklin Price
01/17/2020
Grammar cops, this poem's for you
Was board with nothing else two dew
Their are mistakes: you'll sea a few
I'm posting on my Facebook to
If you wood like correct them awl
You're fixes argh a welcome thing
I'll stop write now to give you tyme
Otherwise might take till spring
Win you think that you are done
Sinned them back, too me, the won
Who rote them down, and not so well,
That could be good, for you to tell....
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Categories:
awl, abuse, fun, language,
Form:
Rhyme