Short Canal Poems

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


Premium Member Clerihew Canal

Giovanni Antonio Canal
of the famed  waterway mall
Canaletto,Venice born&bred
panoramas thereof enhanced his 'street cred'
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member Suez Canal

The Suez Canal is finally free
Precious toilet paper can come to me
This too large cargo ship
In the world a backward flip
Twas as crazy as Boston Harbor's tea
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Rideau Canal

The Rideau Canal is not recommended For dunking, it may be less than intended Your body will reek It'll reek for a week Doggie and you will stink to high Heaven
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Our Canal

Our old canal is in decay
The water rank and brown
So different from its yesterday
When, with barges plying up and down,
Was the life blood of this market town.


One English Quintain

Premium Member Voyage From the Birth Canal To Cimetiere Du Pere-Lachaise De Paris Where I Lie

Birth
Crawl
Tears
Steps
Laughter
Smiles
Fears
Careers
Diseases
Betrayals
Denials

Full circle

Death nears
Tears
Laughter
Frowns
Dead clowns
Dead
In ground
No sound
Silence
Abounds


Along the Canal

Along the canal bank I

go, another day wandering

just a quiet stroll. Watching

the Swans as they happily

glide past, wagging tails and

a trail of five signets. This is

my walk of sweet bliss
© Andy Craig  Create an image from this poem.
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Old Canal Town In Europe

In whose mirror's transparency
A clear liquid's
What reflects of self admiring
Dream-fluid is.

Of whose image's row on row
Wall to wall sheen
What tis helps maintain the upkeep
Swan, duck that preen.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Escape Artist

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The Escape Artist
David J Walker

He was 
	Well dressed
In a Goodwill sort of way

	Pinstripes down his
Breast 

	Cuffed at the end of 
Each long leg

	Shoes buffed
Into mirrored shine 

Checking his Canal Street Rolex 
	For the incorrect time
	
This is how his
	Day goes

Blowing Orbicular grey smoke 
forced through his churlish nose 

	Awaiting the arrival of 
The next Greyhound bus

	That necessarily must
take him

Anywhere else
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Big Freeze Winter 1962-63 England

School was out for annual Christmas break Ice and snow hung around many a week A friend and I did what one should not do Went onto a frozen canal to skate Some lads we knew were giving us some cheek Boohoo One lad pinched my friends hat from off her head Chased him I did, what came next haunts me so Iced cracked and yes I was in for the swim The boys were brilliant, I could've been dead Bravo! The Speaker Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick

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