Short Chair Poems

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


The Old Rocking Chair

Midnight, glow of a pipe and squeak of the rocking chair, made me feel at peace
penned 6 November 2016
Form: Verse


Sleeping In a Chair

as you rock
your eyes get lock
its not fake
can't stay awake
it hard to bear
ifs its nair
you or
SLEEPING IN A CHAIR

Chair Stair

entry for Charles Messina's  "Fourtle" contest,  September 17, 2025

no stair,  light blown
climbed chair,  broke bone
Form: Footle

Mama Rocking Chair

she love to sit 
and do this
while she dip
the chair shifts
and rock non stop
she still has long hair
in her
MAMA ROCKING CHAIR

Premium Member My Cute Dog

You're the cutest little cutie
When you're sitting in a chair
With your back legs in the air
Like you're sitting in a chair.


Lynch An Empty Chair

lynch an empty chair
and wave a flag of freedom
in racist delight  

gives proof that legislation
can’t whiten a blackened heart
© Al Beech  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Sitting In a Chair

mabe  in  a park
or sitting in the dark
watching other go by
you do it sit
reason why
you love  to stair
SITTING IN A CHAIR

Rocking Chair

how can i forget
how grand mama set
non stop
and rock
me to sleep
as she would eat
meat
with love in the air
in that
ROCKING CHAIR

Premium Member Pirate In Arm Chair Only

Pirate
Bold fierce
Swabbing, looting, fighting
Ship, flag, chair, remote
Sitting, yawning, sleeping
Lethargic, immobile
Gamer
Form: Ninette

Premium Member Chair Yoga

I sit in a comfy chair
                             ...imagining me 
                                                 …doing Yoga
Form: Monoku

The Chair

The empty chair,
Still sits there, 
Though many days have gone,
Since grandpa sat,
Upon its slats,
And smelled the new moon lawn.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Grandma's Old Rocking Chair

The cat invariably got his tail crushed as Grandma rocked in her old rocking chair. 

Entry for Rick Parise's "One, One Liner" Contest
Form: Monoku

My Chair

i lke to lay back
in my sack
 love to easy a sleep
 my  eyes just pep
 they sen close just deep
 i feel like and od bear
in
MY CHAIR
art
Form:

Wheel Chair

on bus do this stuff
ofor plane or train
its the right thing
you have a sit 
get on your feet
its only fair
to repect those in a
WHEEL CHAIR

Premium Member The Old Rocking Chair

The old rocking chair slowly rocks with the breeze on the porch of the empty farmhouse, waiting for new stories to be told.


Heidi Sands

The Chair and Sex

it was no doudt
in our house
we're like running mouse
as we sit we did this
rock and sock
got wet you can bet
it was
THE CHAIR AND SEX

The Quiet Electric Chair

death 
shall
take
her 
final breath here
while
sitting quietly
in
the 
electric chair
in
fear
while
death finally clears the air

Cane Sleep and Chair

mabe women or man
need cane to stand
you can bet
you must have rest
to make day complete
you dose like a bear
its 
CANE SLEEP AND CHAIR

THE OLD ROCKING CHAIR

MOM AND DAD STILL HOLD HANDS

AT TENDER AGE 92

WATCH THE PIT FIRE

NOTHING MORE TO DO

BUT SITTING IN THOSE  

OLD ROCKING CHAIR'S
age
Form: Rhyme

The Old Rocking Chair

The old rocking chair is still the same, even after its retirement,only location varies



Dedicated to my grandma.A 84 year old brave lady.
Form: Monoku

The Old Rocking Chair

Front porch patterns from her old rocking chair, memories that have patterned my life 




For The Old Rocking Chair One Line Contest
Form: Monoku

Rocking Chair

the sky  was blue
it was loving too
we rock none stop
that chair was hot
as it move we grove
we pull each hair
it was sex in the
ROCKING CHAIR

Lover Chair

we would sit and stare
this i won't share
about our love affair
nuthin comes nair
out love from above
as we kiss and did this
in our
LOVER CHAIR

Wheel Chair

its a needed thing
do what love bring
for those whos in pain
and who have bad legs
to get to there food eggs
they need it nair
there
WHEEL CHAIR

Praying Chair

this i won't share
sprits in the air
some its hard to bear
life some night
i sit and stare
there's a cool breed
i fall on  my knees
to my
PRAYING CHAIR

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