Short Clean Shaven Poems
Short Clean Shaven Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Clean Shaven by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Clean Shaven by length and keyword.
The Snail
I was clean shaven when I
spotted a snail going by
I watched for a while
as he went half a mile
now my beard's reaching down to my thigh...
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Categories:
clean shaven, funny, humorous, hyperbole,
Form:
Limerick
Clean and Sober
So for
My mother
Here’s another
If life’s a game
Then I’m not doing well
But clean shaven
Clean shirt
Clean and sober
You can’t tell
(Excerpt from the ebook 'Mother' available on Amazon.com soon)...
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Categories:
clean shaven, age, america, mother,
Form:
Free verse
The State of His Hair
Girls and boys
pick up your toys
Your playground
has been shut.
There’s a man out there
with greasy hair
hellish hankering
in his gut.
That’s what we thought
till Joey’s father was caught.
He was clean shaven
with neat crew cut.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
July 15, 2012...
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Categories:
clean shaven, people,
Form:
Rhyme
Skeleton
the two day stubble
helps her grasp
my face in her hands
and the obvious chaos
clean shaven, i’m smooth,
hard to hold,
providing misdirection,
and appear faster than I am
i’ve slipped away before
staring into my eyes,
she sees my substance
what i’m made of, the bones
how different my structure
from my words, my actions...
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Categories:
clean shaven, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
I See New Niger Coming
& i see the clouds
smiling beside
my war-fed clan
they come, wearing
some new garments
behind the flood-gates
the forlorn gates
of old niger’s maidens
clean shaven
are the elders
now clean’d of
just yesterday’s beards
elderhood is gone!
siting on mat
aweful are their looks
they see nothing
of this new new moon
coming
to the homeland
oh, niger!...
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Categories:
clean shaven, fantasy,
Form:
I do not know?
Candelit Voices
"Clean shaven memories remain
stuck in silence waiting to scream"
Voices sing out in adulation
inflections bending an ear
float me off to be
lit eye interior arranged
to be blown away
with heavenly wings
Candlelit flickers imagine
soft breeze kisses await
crisscrossed oceans and moonbeams
aired along whispered dreams
folded up neatly
cascading my way...
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Categories:
clean shaven, beauty, song,
Form:
Free verse
Unlikeness
I used to know a poet. His slovenly disheveled poems reminded me an alcohol-prone loser’s beard, but in person he happened to be a clean-shaven, well-tailored gentleman who hasn't had a drop since Bicentennial. And sometimes it's just the other way round: aristocratic rhymes on closer examination turn into dipsomaniacs.
poets and their poems
don't resemble each other -
poets die poems don't...
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Categories:
clean shaven, poetry,
Form:
Haibun
Distant Hill
trees lined up like an army
on the side of the hill,
looking beautiful and worn,
clean-shaven for Winter
and still in the cold —
under the moonlight
this is but a little hill
they take. my eyes
see this distant sight
nary a driver will see,
eyes on silent stare.
bare, leafless trees,
lined up so perfectly,
stiff their salute, finding
no footfall in the dark.
1/6/2021...
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Categories:
clean shaven, imagery, tree,
Form:
Personification
That Chance
Not before I saw your eyes
Had I believed that such a fey
Would come to me and liquidize
My being with what they do ray
What your sight does to me
Is not something I can explain
For there's nowhere Id rather be
Other than where you do reign
If asked, I can promise heaven
For you to give me the chance
But really, a love clean-shaven
Is going to be the balance
You'll get for being considerate
Of letting me be your mate...
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Categories:
clean shaven, i love you, longing, proposal,
Form:
Sonnet
Brewing Sunsets In Teapots
I brew sunsets in teapots
I drink the dawn from a mug
and in my bicycle basket I have seduction in a jug
so now and then I take someone clean shaven home to my obliging bed
when I guess I should sit quietly pristine,
with my legs crossed instead
but each day is so fragile
they black out every evening in the west
and all I got is these frail minutes
and I only want to live them, as if they were a fest.
© Gry W Christensen...
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Categories:
clean shaven, celebration, freedom, happiness, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Coquetting the Impasse
combustions of black
are the deep splash of flak
in sallow skies,
burning top-contrast
while well behind gates
he impatiently waits,
his Lordship,
clean shaven and stately
and all’s by design
as his entourage dines
on red wine, fine bread,
and the skyline
though debris showers down
covering country and town,
not one gentleman’s
found to be frowning
as they waltz in the ashes
of stock market crashes
our last satellite
snapshot flashes...
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Categories:
clean shaven, history, loss, visionary,
Form:
I do not know?
Shooting Others Trouble
The best intention is still rude,
If into others’ affairs intrude:
As two hit each other over food
And you don’t over restraint brood
Nor from the drama keep away:
A begging role of a stowaway …
For this resent I John Jude
Whom I address as The Rude
And would maliciously exclude
From honors I should him include.
The intruder shooting others’ trouble
Could his house end in rubble,
For its rebuilding spend double,
The clean-shaven keeping a stubble....
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Categories:
clean shaven, break up, conflict, wisdom, words,
Form:
Rhyme
Mirror Doesn't Lie
MINDSET: Clean shaven with a conscience that sleeps well through the night,
one needs not worry about guilt or other destroying emotions that bind.
Honest
as mirrors
who don't lie to us
Truthful as the morning sun
We meet our conscience face to face every day
Engaging with heart and soul we are often tested
and if we lie, a great feeling of unrest settles deep within us
Honesty is a moral voice that speaks to our inner compass, please take heed!
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Categories:
clean shaven, analogy, truth,
Form:
Suzette Prime