Short Cachet Poems

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


Premium Member It's a wonderful wife

My wife can three languages speak
Her Italian has a mystique
With English hooray
She has a cachet!
Though her Crochet texts mimic Greek
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Fog has a certain cachet

At first I was awestruck.
It was beautiful but my heartbeats raced.
Didn't know what was waiting.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Form: Other

Premium Member A moment of silence for an artist gone too soon

He took his leave ~ his final bow
an emptiness ensued

His music lingered in the air
its warm cachet intensified the mood



AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Funny How Friday Lost Its Cachet

Listen to poem:
fridays were exciting ~ breaking workweek from weekend ~ however now retired don't miss adventure mostly crave quietude
AP: 2nd place 2021

Premium Member Pure Poetry

thematic
       musicality,
undulating
          harmony
of vocal lines
in
    lavish mood:
a nascent 
        cachet
of
wit
     & elegance,
spring
           forth
in sophistication
to furnish
reputation
propelled
to the pinnacle
of
popular
      preference
Form: Verse


Pulp

I like my orange juice with pulp
So every time I take a gulp
I swallow strands of fruity flesh,
Pretending that it’s just-squeezed fresh.

When all that pulp is strained away,
It loses some of its cachet.
What Nature’s chosen to produce,
In fruit, should show up in its juice!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member November serenade

the stream meanders
its ribbon rippling under a tired sun
that time seems to have forgotten

yet the afternoon warmth
exudes its ambrosial cachet
in the most gracious of manners

meanwhile a september breeze
gently rustles playful leaves
that have begun to turn

and autumn most willingly
parades in robes of elegance
with multicoloured jewels



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Stubbornness

It was spirit of the time.
The lethal trade of-
missiles, someone was sending free.

You collect the cachet 
of bleak weather. The 
roses were in bloom.

Trying to conceive the 
buttercups in the blue- 
frame of melancholia.

I err, and find myself 
in sleep after the contact.
A genetic gratitude overwhelms.

You catch the stings 
blindly. The other sin will 
take care of itself in blood.



Satish Verma
Form: ABC

Premium Member ABCD's of the Night

Opening night at the downtown bar ~
   Aficionado of ageless apparel
   Blushing barmaid beauty in blue
   Captivating chatty confidente
   Damsel dabbling in deception

Opulent night at the uptown ballet ~
   Absurd amorous allusions
   Barefoot breathless ballerina
   Charismatic celestial cachet
   Dubious deceitful dissonance



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Form: ABC

Twenty One

At this tender age I can see a picture perfect future
That shines like diamonds I only see in picture
I can visualize that path to stardom
But I fear I might leave my own home

A thousand mile is really far away
But I’ll pursue my dream anyway
Nothing and nobody could stop me
Cause I am now what I want to be.

A thousand bucks is a lot of cash
Don’t you think I deserve a sash?
I think I gotta give up crochet
For it’s time to make my very own cachet.
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