Short Boll Poems
Short Boll Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Boll by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Boll by length and keyword.
Wish It Were Picked
pure and white as snow
cotton stands waiting in field
boll weevil munchies...
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Categories:
boll, nature, work,
Form:
Haiku
Rotten Cotton
boll weevil, be evil
gotten, wotton
wrought in, brough in
rotten, cotton
5/21/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018...
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Categories:
boll, abuse, addiction, insect,
Form:
Footle
S.I.M. Boll-Ism
Seeds of similitude of things seen , virtually
Icon’s deceive through their image’s
the works of creature’s hands not the creator’s...
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Categories:
boll, faith
Form:
Grook
Hearing Things
Long ago, when I was young,
Before my hearing began to fail,
Why, I could hear a boll weevil
Tiptoe across a cotton bale.
But many years have come and gone;
The ghetto blaster took its toll.
Now I couldn't hear an elephant
Dance in clogs with wooden soles....
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Categories:
boll, children, funny, loss, time,
Form:
I do not know?
Christmas Emissions
Time of year to be merry and jolly
mistletoe and holly
Holy submissions
we believe are boll....
crackers we pull
and jokes oh so dreadful
lying to children
a month of bull
presents we give
receipts we seek
eating so much we fall a sleep
and on Christmas Day evening
families walk the streets
because Christmas lunch emissions can really reek...
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Categories:
boll, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
Good While It Lasted-
It was good while it lasted
After the fire ultraviolet
It was good while it lasted
The grass Is Always Greener
Terrestrial arena
Boll of cotton
Hope miss- mistrusting
It was good while it lasted
Watermelon in the lily of the valley
Ever so sadly Melancholy Humanity
3/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...
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Categories:
boll, absence, allusion, sad, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
Mister Pot Holder
I have held my last pot of hot soup
I've come to the end of my threads
Befraggled and muffed
Bedraggled and fruffed
A raddled cloth corpse that's dead
Frayed so soft and shabby
As the cotton boll that bore me
Worn to a frazzle
I have lost all my dazzle
Faded and haggard and tatty
So tattered in my casing
My splayed stuffing is facing
The dog who has chewed
What was left!
May 11, 2020
The Potholder Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish...
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Categories:
boll, change, dog, funny, humor, identity,
Form:
Personification
In My Left Armpit a Big Boll
In my left armpit a big boll
That made me with anger boil…
Then, nurse began to water boil.
“Please, don’t touch it now: let it boil…”
“But not like breakfast tea I boil!”
I’d prayed fluid would spill on the soil
And had begun to like snakes coil
But her next move, I on that soil,
With the planned help of a sir Doyle
Who made steadying me his toil…
Several attempts to escape foil…
Treating a boil could a day spoil;
Two friends in arguments embroil....
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Categories:
boll, allusion, cry, fear, health,
Form:
Rhyme