Short Cheekbones Poems
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I want to live in my mother's cheekbones that kiss the moon,
then climb down her braids and fall asleep in my indigenous silver spoon.
Categories:
cheekbones, childhood, culture, daughter, mother, native american, relationship,
Form:
Couplet
Teenage acne scarring
put an end
to your sojourn
your eyes as beautiful as dawn
glacial cheekbones
the shifting sands
of frozen time relieved
to the demure of wisdom
now realised
Categories:
cheekbones, allegory, angel, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
Youth’s power
Creams and powder
Textures and colour
Canvas made prettier
Lips more tender
Cheekbones rosier
Eyes like Cleopatra’s daughter
Submitted for A LATE DECEMBER STANDARD CONTEST sponsored be BRIAN STRAND - December 22, 2017 - RANKED 3RD
Categories:
cheekbones, beauty, color, creation, power, teenage, youth,
Form:
Monorhyme
Your eyes mull over my cheekbones in silence.
They have decided something,
these mutiny parts of ours.
If only they could sprout mouths,
tell us what they have found,
then we might not be here --
me with the dead skin of my fingers,
you with your brown patches for eyes.
Categories:
cheekbones, lost love
Form:
Free verse
You pose for me from time to time
I sketch you with my words.
Perfect curves angles and shadows.
Sun frames hair in a halo;
cheekbones of a movie queen;
Cleopatra smile of yours
brings me to my knees.
You stop time.
I see forever
in your eyes.
Categories:
cheekbones, first love,
Form:
Free verse
Torn pages lie on hardwood
in uneven pieces
Salty water streams from sad eyes
when no one is watching
Angry fists bruise small cheekbones
thin lips now shine swollen
Young ears staind black, hatred is born
from the evil down the hallway
Categories:
cheekbones, life,
Form:
Free verse
The tears screamed
As they came out all
Alone
One by one touching
Your cheekbones
I tried so hard
To comfort
You
But you just told me to shoo
No matter
Hard you try
Ill always be
Right
By your side
Even though
You want to fly
Up to the heavens
Is where you
Will go
But how will
We ever know
Categories:
cheekbones, butterfly, death,
Form:
Free verse
When you lay asleep I kiss you and brush your fine hair with my cheek.
Listening to your breaths and taking in the moment of your peace.
Beautiful lips and strong cheekbones stare back at me.
I whisper sweet words to engage your dream.
Little moans, I let them pierce my ear with glee.
Gripping your strength, awakens your love, so sweet.
Categories:
cheekbones, husband,
Form:
I do not know?
I oiled the card of daily being
splashing the paint from glass; I pointed
slanting cheekbones of ocean streaming
on plate of jelly, I was joyed
to read the calls of some new lips
on tin fish scales; oh, it is cute,
But could you play Nocturne on ribs
of very noisy drainpipe flute?
P.S. My translation of poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Categories:
cheekbones, allegory, color, emotions, metaphor, poets, symbolism,
Form:
Lyric
Pugnacious crystals deflect penetrating light
Eyelashes dance along cheekbones come night.
Dirt-faced dignities transfix as delusions
Desolve dainty dandelions with nuclear fusion.
Sweat gathers in sleeping crevices along slacken skin
When deserved disillusionment wields unlikely fins
So set for disharmonization and discourse
Towards the mist of bogs and perverse intercourse.
Categories:
cheekbones, caregiving,
Form:
Ballad
My eyes sparkle for Grace.
From a ray of sunshine, untainted by the raise.
High cheekbones with a shade of red.
It’s not from your blush, which has me stuck here with wobbly legs.
2/13/18 "Romantic charm in 4 lines" contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Categories:
cheekbones, heart, romance, sweet, true love,
Form:
Rhyme
I may not have a Hollywood body
Or Hollywood hair
A Hollywood smile
Or a Hollywood stare.
I may not have Hollywood lips
Or be Hollywood thin
Or have Hollywood cheekbones
And Hollywood skin.
I may not have a Hollywood house
Or a Hollywood garden
A Hollywood room
Or a Hollywood fountain.
Hollywood friends
Or Hollywood parents
Hollywood money
Or a Hollywood Terrance.
Categories:
cheekbones, imagination, inspiration,
Form:
Free verse
The family album from times ago
Has faces I never knew,
Except…for a tint-type I feel I know
From eighteen fifty-two
The mouth is like mine and eyes as well—
Our cheekbones are high--the same;
But he was reputed to pact with Hell,
And shamed our honored name.
And I shrink at the mention of sorcery—
(The Devil’s work on Earth!),
But whisperings in our family
Have shadowed me since birth.
Categories:
cheekbones, family
Form:
Verse
She is night star beautiful
strawberry blond curls
illuminating royal cheekbones
hazel (eye)d
conversationalist supreme
bikini fit
the crown jewel on Mr. Deans
list
Lunchtime, she chose her seat carefully
her cherub face bathed in half shadow
in a strange three-quarter pose
like a nude model sitting for a con
artist
Forever single
the pretty girl with the glass eye
was lonelier than a night star...
i suppose
Categories:
cheekbones, girl,
Form:
Free verse
Walking in beauty
while whispers arise from shanky screetchers
who will testify that beauty is only skin deep
She is an asset to those of female persuesion
a bright light
that glimmers whether it is day or night
her cheekbones carved in the most exquisite form
while
a tourquise collar
graces that cheschire smile
and chestnut coloured eyes
she walks in beauty
a marvelous image of flowing freedom
lightly stepping
soft on the earth.
Categories:
cheekbones, love
Form:
I do not know?
Fettered to stationary slave drivers,
I was a young bull prodded
by the stinging, rusted tips
of your cheekbones.
I'm not worried.
Tomorrow I will escape.
I have found my avenue,
she's a far cry from you.
Words stitched together from
an addled haze
are nestled in a pouch
tucked below your face.
I'll just have to slip a hand
in there and take them back.
It's not clear what I'll gain,
but I'm sure of what you'll lack.
Categories:
cheekbones, beauty, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
I am not sleek cheekbones
Or chirpy cheerleader chants
I am not bleached blonde platinum
Or bubblegum pink
I am neither New York heels
Nor barefoot California
Don't classify my science a deceiver
Don't judge my faith a non-believer
Cry me no unreal tears for Twitter stick figures
I prefer the flesh of a well-fed life
I am not glossy lipstick and lingerie
I am the unmade face, the mismatched pace
The full grown, real sized woman he wants - every day.
8/30/19
Categories:
cheekbones, confidence, self, woman,
Form:
I do not know?
rent from the agony
past.
muscle mass made
from joy too.
hangs now deprived
form. Nerves dead.
Dead blood. Hard,
insoluble damns
capillary at
single
stroke.
higher disfunction
set on repeat
flickers behind
eyes bright
that do not bare looking
drooping red ring
rheumy. makes a
crust on the lost beauty
cheekbones once
chalk hills
dressed with
apple trees
are now nursery for flakes
of unstoppable tears
'wipe your eyes old man'
If only you could.
Categories:
cheekbones, grief, loss, meaningful, old,
Form:
Free verse
Mirror-leather cheekbones and a smile belt
Hanging like a lucky charm on a girlish wrist.
Thick lashes to shelter the green I could only dream of
In painted reveries, while stringing beady sighs
Around the neck of the endless day.
Yet, I put more scraps of midnight
Into my pockets, on a quick touch of time,
And I let my gaze rest on the shape of you,
As your pace darkens into the deep.
I follow you, breathing in the foldings of the skin
That grew out of mine and lives on another.
Categories:
cheekbones, vanity,
Form:
Free verse
her lips his eyes
just flips tells lies
her nose his ears
just glows snipped spears
cheekbones his chin
like stones looks grim
eyebrows lashes
just wow flashes
Categories:
cheekbones, fantasy, funny, imagination, inspirational, people, philosophy, uplifting,
Form:
Light Verse