Short Blurbs Poems
Short Blurbs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Blurbs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Blurbs by length and keyword.
Jibber jabber rambling and gambling of words,
thoughtful sounds of meaningless intent,
unanswered calls for the insightful motive,
simple as such, silly as much,
jotting the illogical flow of blurbs.
Categories:
blurbs, confusion, lost love, love, words,
Form:
Free verse
Smash it so you drag them in,
let them know where you have been.
Show them all a sparkled spin,
seed and feed the poets.
Love them with some luscious words,
don't forget some vibrant verbs.
A sonnet, ode or countless blurbs;
breed and lead the poets.
For here, the artists' cut-throat calls,
leaves you starving more and more.
Eat their words but kick them yours,
Know-You Are A Poet!
Categories:
blurbs, inspirational, poetry, power, words,
Form:
Rhyme
To the public the man shows herbs
For Advert hundreds of proverbs
"Your worries and mine wisdom curbs!"
Lots of Adjectives and Adverbs;
On roads blares, neither dumb on kerbs
Voice screaming hoarse near touring Serbs...
But the Old Seller of New Herbs
Settles for nothing short of blurbs,
The problems of voice pitched high curbs
And down brings number of proverbs...
"Buyers I see less for sung herbs"
Categories:
blurbs, business, inspiration, money, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Please Don’t Laugh
Today, I have a wonderful feeling
all I want to do is shout out loud in squealing
and write silly little quips randomly appealing.
Goofy writings, a play on words
and I don’t care if you heard
or feign pseudo interest in my blurbs.
Happy chuckles can really be a most difficult task
if in public view you fall and hear the laughs -
just ask someone who’s fallen on their ass.
Categories:
blurbs, giggle, happy, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
Listen to poem:
They dried up his pen,
And kept him alive, by
Feeding him garbage,
Reducing his pride.
They dried up his pen
And left him some verbs,
With no known subjects,
Babbles or blurbs.
They exiled the author,
Told him to scream
Without any noise,
Or flashy extremes,.
They exiled the author
And left him to rot,
And gave him a pencil,
A pen and a cot
No more rhymes said the author
In fact, it is true
It looks like the author
Is....
Categories:
blurbs, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
l taste salt on my lips and it causes thirst,
and my head is about to burst,
and I’m good for nothing,
and it still hurts
though nobody ever left negative blurbs
and I’ll go so far
as to say even positive were
I erase it all and draw smoke in my lungs,
and lickety-split I rush and run,
being bruised by stir ding,
which is no fun
and I wish I was a peg too high for sound
and I’ll go so far
as to become a deaf one
18.04. 2010
Categories:
blurbs, emotions,
Form:
I do not know?
I am wounded and now feel alone,
you did not read my poem.
How sad for you
sadder still for me.
The words were simple
spread wavy like an old nun's wimple.
Do not discount my words as uninspired.
sometimes they are difficultly unacquired.
But they look for recognition
it is part of my human condition.
So go ahead, read someone else’s words
and hopefully you’ll find meaning in the blurbs.
Leave me here to my own distractions
filled with moody dissatisfaction.
Categories:
blurbs, poems, silly, simple,
Form:
Couplet