Short Chaise Poems
Short Chaise Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chaise by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chaise by length and keyword.
Sphinx
Sits on
Burning sands
Sunning herself
In the noonday sun
She needs no chaise
She is a
Bedrock
Sphinx.
Mother Nature is the star of the summer show
Knows what we look for, knows to her we owe
The sunshiny happy days
Laying on a chaise
Burning the crap out of our ears and our nose
Have any of you experienced one of those days
When you just want to stare at the sky on a chaise
Let the world pass you by
Sing a sweet lullaby
Till you're off to dreamland in the afternoon haze
Have any of you experienced one of those days
When you just want to stare at the sky on a chaise
Let the world pass you by
Sing a sweet lullaby
Till you're off to dreamland in the afternoon haze
Have any of you experienced one of those days
When you just wanted to stare at the sky on a chaise
Let the world pass you by
Sing a sweet lullaby
Till you're off to dreamland in the afternoon haze
Have any of you experienced one of those days
When you just want to stare at the sky on your chaise
Let the world pass you by
Sing a sweet lullaby
Till you're off to dreamland in the afternoon haze
Have any of you experienced one of those days
When you just want to stare at the sky on your chaise
Let the world pass you by
Sing a sweet lullaby
Till you're off to dreamland in the afternoon haze
© Jack Ellison 2015
With you,each day
in the quiet,pray
For you I wait each day
while you go into the 'fray
On my own alone
I laze the day away
Without you,I doze each day
how long I never say
In the sun I fade
your covers so deftly made
To me,exhausted you return
a faithful friend,so taciturn
With me,you take great delight
later,as you bed down, for the night
My creeping beeping peeping Tomlin Murky
Sent his ballsy brethren Beetles bumpy bun
All looked at him an ass in haste post chaise Oh
Bunny sunny money nanny all Tom loves
Gentle Timmy tricky tootle off to none
Happy sappy Beetle Tomlin's job is done
Beetle poet makes his journey million years hence
Thank you Tomlin thank you Timmy thank you all.
Upon my chaise in moonlight breeze,
I hear sweet music from the trees,
Fragrant petals are wafting down,
With milky moonlight to the ground.
The night is replete with beauty,
Elegant trees whisper softly,
News of gently coming midnight,
But I'm lost in silver limelight!
Written on July 30, 2020
For Strand Completely New (15) Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Lovely scented flowers,
hanging like clusters of grapes…
Covering my arbor, shading
the sun from my face…
Your scent sends me into
dreamland…
With my eyes closed, relaxing
on my chaise lounge and dreaming
of paradise…
No distracting sounds, a cool
breeze with mildly warm
temperature only enhances your
intense fragrance…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2009
I rise up
Off the chaise lounge,
And greet the garden....
The tiger Lily’s
Are orange freckled faces
Soft as talc,
The morning dewdrops pose
Expanding like a ballerinas tutu.
Now I pause
To watch the roving buck
Pass through......like a
sentient being
The antlers are miniature trees reaching
to the sky,
Silent, he is the guardian of the
Countryside
In midsummer.
frère dans ta chaise
c'est moi qui t'embrasse
When I die
I wont say goodbye
If you die
I shall cry
Shall we both die?
Who then opens the sky?
Flowers will bloom though
Père Lachaise knows why
When death dances
We all shall cry
I lay my head down
so to sleep
In vats of wine
dreams ferment to keep
Souls be damned
Love made us weep
I will be there
With you and the roses
I
Catching Rays – a Duo Rhyme
If you’re lying naked on your chaise
in your backyard catching rays
be careful others may intrude
calling your behavior lewd
a towel cover you should include
in case your accidently viewed
certain parts must not protrude
when you sunbathe In the nude
your actions might be misconstrued
and cause the neighborhood to feud
but go for it on sunny days
if your in a tanning craze
When it’s dark and gloomy in the middle of the day,
I am inclined to go back to bed and sleep it away
But then when I awaken it’s already dark outside,
I should live in the Land of the Midnight Sun, I sigh.
Obviously, I much prefer bright, sunshiny days
Where I can hike in the woods or relax in my chaise,
Clearly, I’d be most happy living in a tropical zone
Better still, on a forty-foot yacht I can call my own.
written March 7, 2022
From the violin of lady fair
soft classical notes fill the air.
soothing music floats through open french doors
carried on a summer breeze
billowing lace curtains
As I lie upon the chaise lounge
in and out of sleep I doze.
Sweet melody a lullaby.
Heavy eyelids begin to close.
Deep in my slumber
he comes to me in a dream.
In his arms I swoon
as we waltz to Blue Danube.
Forever let it play on.
Broken Wing's contest.
It's All About Four.
23/04/2018
Everyone who has money
should drop it in a vat and
anyone who needs money
should take what they need
a Swede, a Dane and two
Norwegians tell Fred, also an
economist who flew in from Yale.
After a three-day seminar in the
Antarctic, the four men sit down
with tankards of ale, each comfy
in a chaise lounge chair on
an ice floe slowly melting.
Back at Yale, CNN interviews Fred
about his book on the seminar.
The CIA is now investigating.
Donal Mahoney
Leprechauns do a jig
Moguls eat a fig
Rubes eat a pig
Crimson is real big
Accountants get a raise
Bankers get to appraise
CEO's get to the next phase
Crimson is the post chaise
Crime lords get the bling
Business men get a one night fling
Choir of Angels sing
Crimson is the thing
Dogs get a bone
Assistants get to phone
Wives stay at home
Crimson sets the tone
Pop stars get the entourage
Winners wear a corsage
Housewives put on a visage
Crimson is a mirage