Short Belt Poems

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


Belt

some or brown
some or round
some or slim
some or trim
some of dress self
looks good on noone els
theyer call
BELTS
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Belt and Pants

its a need indeed
some like pante
to dance
and prances
its make you wept
put  you in a trance
without the
BELT AND PANTS

2020 Chastity Belt

There is a notorious flirt
Who fondles beneath a girl's skirt
But some of his "charm"
Set off her alarm
"Digital Intruder Alert!"
Form: Limerick

Morning Belt

Morning Belt (Purity)
Peaceful, silent brook
That transverses downward shore
Only to find that
Polluted ocean accepts
All of water’s purity
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Conveyor Belt

How's your old conveyer belt Are you keeping slim with a little help Your resistance Is strong I sense As long as you don't start to belch
fun
Form: Limerick


Black Belt Karate On a Strict Wife

Black belt karate on a strict lovely wife
Is very important in a family's life.
Kids are not stealing any sweet stuff,
Obedient husband as quiet, as a calf.
Form: Quatrain

Belt Out Poems

Belt Out Poems

Out more poems again, I did belt;
Done painlessly without any welt;
Opened folder,
And grew older;
Much emotion in poems was felt.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Poor and Rich Belt

The rich belt
is studded with diamonds,
the poor belt,
it's full of holes ...

The rich man's belt,
accompanies the contour
of the paunch ... that of the poor
cuts in half

Premium Member A Cap and a Belt

Now picture this little scene if you can On our wedding night, a little humour I had planned Came into the room looking svelte In only a baseball cap and a belt It sure broke the ice and the night turned out grand
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Borsht-Belt Comedians


    They don’t make ‘em like Henny Youngman no more
          Borsht-belt comedians, vaudevillians before

     Delivered punch lines one after another and another
          Rat-a-tat-tat-touille ~ their tongues just like rubber
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member A Yankee Cap and a Belt

Now picture this little scene if you can On our wedding night, a little humour I had planned Came into the room looking svelte Wearing only a Yankee cap and a belt Needless to say it broke the ice and the night turned out grand
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Bills Janes and Bobs

In the rust belt loss of work is felt
as industries went overseas..
Bill's, Jane's and Bob's now pining
for jobs to support their families needs.
Good jobs are such a rarity and people here
don't want charity, so send us some good
companies please!

Premium Member Just Below the Belt

dear john

         a few words she wrote 
  we’re through i found a real man 
           i’m getting married 


                  dear jane 

             he too spelt it plain 
      i have ravaged your mother 
             her scar was it you


By
David Kavanagh.
Form: Haiku

Black Belt Pirouette Test

 

ready for black belt test

green is the arena

protected by aura 

fairy umbrella dewed 

            like teddy

            eddy whorls

            but steady 

            spready tail

            winning wed 


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Form: Other

Premium Member A Conveyor Belt

The conveyor Belt

Life is a conveyor belt transporting you to your final destination. 
As you ride, look around and watch the passing scenery. 
Some belts are faster than others, but they all end up in the same place. 
Does anything really matter, when there's no escape?

David Cox 03:24 12/11/21
© Dave Cox  Create an image from this poem.

The Belt of Sorrows

As I add another notch, 
Into my belt of failures.
I did not gain the joy of my heart.

And if I had gained,
Your honest…true love.
I wouldn’t contemplate 
Using that very belt
As a makeshift tourniquet,
Around my pleasant dreams. 

Choking the flow of my tomorrows,
To ease the bleak pain, 
…of not being with you.
sad

Black Belt - Red Robe

My vapor trail
Spreads out across your vision
The fastest man alive
I live by the sword
And you came equipped
With all the right potions
All the right techniques
My heart screams bloody murder
Redrum
I bleed out emptiness
And feed on a small sun
To rise again
Blistering the country side
With the fury of your failures

Fasten Your Seat Belt

D-ay thirteen of March
O-ne dawn has broken; 
N-ight chill turns warm, 
N-o more cold rain
A-gain.

L-earn to wait for the right time, 
A-nother chance you must take; 
R-are opportunity comes, 
O-nce there, silence you must break.
G-rab it with determination, make your presence felt; 
A-im to soar high above as you fasten your seat belt.
Form: Acrostic

Step Dads Belt

I loved his leather, shiny, belt,
that buckles ornate gleam,
stars sailed around an eagle,
to wear it was my dream.

I never saw him wear it,
laid out across his chair,
it wouldn’t suit the suits he wore,
it wouldn’t, to be fair.

Eleven when I wore it.
It wasn’t how I’d dreamed.
He brought it down across my back,
and no one heard me scream.
© Robin Cain  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Bison Belt

It is odd that I have made it this many years without the knowledge that I needed a bison belt. Hank’s sells one with a one hundred year warranty. My parents should have given me one fifty years ago. But I’m going to live forever, so I figured, sure, why not. They need to up their game, go for the two hundred year guarantee. They can call it the bison-tennial edition…
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Narrative

Pre - Valentine's Sky

I
Delicious evening
Furtive moon, modest stars
2023 but ancient Sky

II
Cooler, Eastern Cape evenings - delicious
Blazing hot days, 40 degrees Celsius
Give way to ancient ways, in the stars
Only a few tonight (why?) And Venus perhaps?
Two of the four stars in a box, outshone the rest
 - when Moon escaped the cloudy hedge
A few belts with triune stars consoled me
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

A Dedication To Larry Belt

A Dedication to Larry Belt


Mr. Larry Belt
You have awed me with your svelte,
A brouhaha every single day
With the comedy you convey-

Some writes are serious
Some make me delirious
I want to thank you for
Opening a new door

Into the world of brilliance
And your heart’s resilience
Keep the expressions flowing
And your mountain of poetry growing.


Love em all Larry,

A. Green
© Amy Green  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member It Was a Good Morning Till

He seems to be new and I so cool
Walk over to introduce myself
I notice a clue his polished shoes
And the badges shiny on his belt

It seems my desk was a mess
As the man had searched high and low
I'm Bob he says with the IRS
Your company's assets will be froze

In fact lady come with me
There are questions for you and news
Today was a good day indeed
For the audited IRS blues.


2/14/2021
Form: Rhyme

School Child and Disciplining Belt

Its wound an ugly welt
And its pains deeply felt,
A school child shall again melt
At the sight of A Disciplining Belt…

The child could his teacher user stalk,
As he tries to home calmly walk 
To with him achieve a rude talk, 
Now that he isn’t in class with chalk…

The kid who had down knelt 
And was with a belt
Lashes dealt 
Would want a thing to melt
In the teacher user of the belt…

Him trace to South Africa’s Veld.
Form: Rhyme

Make Me Your Black Belt Lover

We've been in this dojo for years

Sharpening romantic arts

Against the calculated edge of life

 

Your lips buzz me

As words drip and heart strings tune

1000 miles away, yet

We're the only ones in this room

 

Our love is growing solid as a brick

Too thick to chop apart or cut down

Though we stay in the dojo worlds discharged

 

Give me the chance

Make the choice

Surrender to this peak

Finalize this degree

As you make me

Your black belt lover

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