Short Basting Poems

Short Basting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Basting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Basting by length and keyword.


Thanksgiving Together

Chopping potatoes
Basting the golden turkey
With my family
Magic happens in the Fall
Holidays unite us all


10/22/2021
A THANKSGIVING TANKA Poetry Contest
© Avery Won  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Premium Member A Summer Couplet

Sunlight bursts with softness in the summer Rays shine, basting all with something warmer
Contest: LOVIN' SUMMER: A Summer Couplet Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich 6/11/2013
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Harpy In the Rabbit Patch

openly harpy and rabbit hippity-hop runs amok sorely ~ hopping through summer heat basting trying to find relief from Sumner ~ harpy unfolds his wings open up his hands and takes to rabbit patch 6/16/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022©
Form: Haiku

Evil Guide

He whom comes' with sin
Alternatively and without reason'
Corrupts' the absent 
Person of his being, and
Neither does' his gratitude 
Gain prosperity, It can only
Sprout envy
And dissatisfaction of
That trail which stridulates'
Through-out the annul'
Of-
Man and his generational
Quest to become insolent
This is man's last basting

GF
Form: Narrative

A Quilted Pillow

In quilting class (which meets on Zoom),
I followed the directions,
By cutting, pinning, basting, sewing
All the different sections.

I kept up with the teacher 
(Which for me is very rare),
So during “show and tell” I had
A project I could share.

With the pillow insert stuffed inside,
I fluffed it all the way
And proudly placed it on the couch,
My hard work on display.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Evil Fearful Angels Presents I Rebuke You You Don'T Belong Here-

Scary pictures I was basting in my dilemma No where to go nowhere to stay Adamant in my involvement I closed mine eyes For the moment I prized Still yet I could pray Don't have to be remembered this way trapped in my circumstances Still homeless in mercy of the angle of fear Those whom I decree don't belong here Yet I still I await for the presents of the Lord
11/7/21 Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Form: Rhyme

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