Short Combed Poems
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What's the big deal? Once combed, all is right in the world again, am I right?
Date written: 10/28/2019
Categories:
combed, perspective, truth,
Form:
Monoku
I have combed the area searching for you
Why have you brushed me aside?
P.S. A companion set is a brush and comb.
Categories:
combed, 10th grade,
Form:
I do not know?
Beautifully Dressed,
Combed back hair,
Dark blue eyes that shine when you look at me
Enchanting hugs that hold me so tight.
You, You are the one I love
Categories:
combed, beauty,
Form:
ABC
I awaken my hair is clean, yet not combed
I arise go out into the world with it …All Natural
1/21/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
combed, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, endurance, hair,
Form:
Free verse
on prairies lovely
combed with moth wings emerald....
barbed pines prick clay's flesh
(( for Charles Henderson's
Strict Haiku 2 Contest))
Categories:
combed, nature
Form:
Haiku
A frozen dew filled spider web
Reflects late morning sunlight
In twinkling lies of Winter warmth
Like a cuddled cat in a sunny window
Licking furry lines of tongue combed royalty
Categories:
combed, seasons,
Form:
Bio
Categories:
combed, life, nature,
Form:
Free verse
A Math Whiz! A veritable Einstein!
Quarky and quirky, a tangent his Shrine
He never combed his hair
His sockless feet were bare
Experts wondered: Would this guy's stars align?
Categories:
combed, fashion, image, stars, wisdom,
Form:
Limerick
Sporadic and Static
Arrangement of my hair was sporadic
When combed, should see the static
Stood so high on my head
To walk out side do dread
Wig flew off and I was frantic.
Jim Horn
Categories:
combed, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
before you cut your hair
it was a long river
for swimming hands
took a boat ride
just you
and a flowing heart
above a rolling hull
a seagull
combed the sky
over your pale shoulders
Categories:
combed, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Weak audible creaks from a faded pub sign
Preludes a visual crash, combed by critical eyes
Though the structure was sound
The worn brackets were faint
Flaking words curled and dropped
With the tired peeling paint.
Categories:
combed, imagination, places,
Form:
Couplet
She spoke his line and he spoke her line.
Together combine, they combed a line.
Curls Curls Curls became the nice new name.
No more lines and no one to blame.
He in She.. forever...
in love's lined lane.
Categories:
combed, i love you, love, magic,
Form:
Light Verse
daffodils raised her
marigolds combed her hair
daisies showed her how to dance
roses gave her hope
lilacs inspired her
iris showed her how to prance
faerie of garden
benefiting greatly
gleaning terrific flower wisdom
Categories:
combed, fairy,
Form:
Free verse
I've met lots of people in my life
Most have just passed through
But not one person who I've met
Was anything like you
We haven't even combed the mine
Of what you and I could do
If us together, ores refined
Became one mind from two
Categories:
combed, i love you, imagery, longing, love, romantic,
Form:
Rhyme
Dawn's rays break starred skies
I wake to find the bed cold
You've already gone.
I still feel your lips
Pressed hot against my shoulder
Stunned there is no mark.
Tangled hair is combed
Each knot a mark of shared lust
Gently tease them out.
Categories:
combed, absence, lust, sensual,
Form:
Haibun
He's there, wheelchair
Hair combed, skin sweet
Like he's goin to church
But came to see me
And his woman, so dear
Always so near
I have moments I could fall
Against this proud man
But sturdy, trustworthy
Instead my hand
Kim Holmes, Nurse
Categories:
combed, caregiving, health, life, people, work,
Form:
ABC
This reindeer was almost too prancy-dancy,
Way too eager to look pretty and fancy.
I did not know what to tell my neice Lancy.
I doubted that he had any interest in her.
Too pretty, too neat, organized, too pure.
This reindeer hourly combed up his fur!
Categories:
combed, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 8th
Form:
Rhyme
I'm wrapped in a suit
some one combed my hair
fixed me up to look human
I am begging for this
longing for you
this obsession
is my waking thought
driven
I race and I romp
ready to pounce
I'm hungry for play
for small bites
and roll overs
I howl
obsessed
Categories:
combed, allegory, animals, devotion, boy,
Form:
Free verse
Stan's desk is neat
So is his home
His clothes are pressed
His hair is combed
Day and night he works
No time for play
R e l i g i o u s l y
He plans his day
Stan goes to church
Head bowed, he prays
And so do I ~ God, please
Make him go away!
Categories:
combed, goodbye, prayer,
Form:
Light Verse
His mother would stroke his hair,
with gentle fingers.
It made him purr.
Fingers withdrew.
Time combed thinning years.
A one-night woman
took his head in her lap.
It was good to feel again
that love that fingers have
for hair.
In time, he settled down
with a lady,
who bred Afghans.
Categories:
combed, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
I dreamt of us,in a different land.
We combed the beach,walked hand in hand.
We build a shelter with what we find,
Talk about,what we left behind.
We were both so happy as we sailed away,
But our boats run aground so here we stay.
6/June/2021
Bite size poem no.4
Sponsored by
Line Gauthier
Categories:
combed, destiny, fate, freedom, journey, voyage,
Form:
Rhyme
I listened so coy
A smile combed ever so softly
Across my face
Could you tell
I wanted to tap out the beats
Too shy to try and steal your thunder
Out done, out classed, speechless
As the words stole my heart away
In this room
Sat proudly on cushions
Upon couches
Where muscians were born
Categories:
combed,
Form:
I do not know?
Knocking at the window pane
The brances wrapped around branches
There arms tap at the glass
Energy fulfills my request
A must as I climb to thee
With the wind combed to my hair
Eyes that sparkle to the shine of moon insight
I hold out my hand you reach for me
My star has come just for thee
Categories:
combed, love
Form:
Verse
Only a year has passed.
A year ago, I climbed stairs with ease.
I walked through the city without fear of being stared at.
I laid down my head, expecting sleep to follow.
I combed my hair without consequence.
I breathed without pain.
I cried for petty things.
One year ago, I wasn't sick.
Nowadays, I am.
Categories:
combed, anxiety, hair, pain, sad, sick, suicide,
Form:
Free verse
Mother tried looking for daughter
Deep on a crescent moon child ran hog wild
cries of sad tears piled at being defiled
She was a young buck when life ran amok,
where mama tried to pluck her back from schmuck.
Gun in hand mama, combed the pimps home land
for demand the return of daughter's hand.
connie pachecho
1/6/17
non contest entry
Categories:
combed, abuse, child, sad,
Form:
Monorhyme