Short Bathrobe Poems
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from behind the wheel
ordering drive-through coffee
~ slippers and bathrobe
AP: 2nd place 2022
Posted on July 16, 2018
Categories:
bathrobe, morning,
Form:
Senryu
When birds take a bath in your birdbath
Are they self-conscious about nudity and their overweight flab
They could put on a bathrobe
But no arms for the armholes
They turn on our faucet and create a big splash
Categories:
bathrobe, nature,
Form:
Limerick
Santa Claus so creepy and weird
Neon pink bathrobe, mask cracked and yellowed beard
On his left arm my dad`s clock, so strange - we feared
Mom just smile and laugh, dad in the bathroom - afterwards he reappeared
22.11.2015
- Anne-Lise Andresen :)
Categories:
bathrobe, childhood, christmas, fun,
Form:
Rhyme
Bubbles floating in the air
Warm bath water have no care
Bathrobe strewn down on the floor
Here let me, I'll close the door
Lavender bathbomb lathers nice
Scent of springtime, don't think twice
I'll bring you more champagne on ice
Then light your clove to add some spice
Categories:
bathrobe, for her, romance, romantic, sweet love,
Form:
Rhyme
I look for a sign.
If I could see His footprints,
or some honest to God relics,
like a lock of His hair
or the ring He wore.
If the LaBrae Tar pit were filled
with haloes and harps
perhaps,
I could believe.
If there was a place like Graceland
where I could
touch His bathrobe and bedroom slippers,
Then,
my faith
wouldn’t have to be
so blind.
Categories:
bathrobe, bible, desire, devotion, inspiration, muse, recovery from,
Form:
Blank verse
She runs down the street in her bathrobe and curlers,
With the big flower prints peering in the neighbors windows,
She has nothing else better to do than to get in others business,
Acting like she owns the block, the other neighbors can't stand this,
If a dog barks she's calling the cops,
She's also knocking on your door reminding you to mow your lawn,
I thank her, smile politely, and slam the door,
I hope she got the hint this time, Lord.
Categories:
bathrobe, humorous, pain,
Form:
Light Verse
Night fades,
Day breaks;
Shattered pieces of Crescent Moon
fall on grass
in glittering specks.
The Sun yawns and stretches;
Too early to wake up,
I wake up.
Dawning my
fuzzy pink bathrobe
to greet the
breaking Night
and
sobering of the Sun,
I am greeted,
in turn,
by a herald of the news.
Upon a steel horse,
he glances at me,
once,
twice,
and hurls a chunk of knowledge at me.
Knowledge is power, and power hurts.
I remind myself to get a dog.
Categories:
bathrobe, funny,
Form:
I do not know?