Short Copacetic Poems

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


Premium Member Trees

TREES

i can’t say enough about trees i love
they are the sweet spot of life
copacetic or wild

Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Form: Kimo


Premium Member The Crows Are Squawking

Well here we are, another great day The chickens are fed, the cows have hay The crows are squawking Wild animals are stalking All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet
Form: Limerick

Premium Member The Crows Are Squawking

Well here we are, another great day The chickens are fed, the cows have hay The crows are squawking Wild animals are stalking All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Pristine and Purdy

I'm pristine and purdy for dear Dr. Kim Changed my undies, I'm all proper and trim Checks out my bod And gives me a nod If all's copacetic, no strange lumps therein © Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Limerick

Could Never Be Copacetic

Could Never Be Copacetic 

Chances are Trump can never be copacetic;
But he has often been known to be heretic.
Not worth seeing,
And disagreeing,
Which is pathetic when should be apologetic.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Wired For Sound

I'm wired for sound like I'm from another planet Testing to make sure all's copacetic in my pumper gadget If it's clicking on all cylinders To determine if I'm still a sizzler But there's a possibility they'll just discover I've got maggots
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Wired For Sound

Just got wired for sound, like I'm from another planet Testing to make sure all is copacetic in my pumper gadget If it's clicking on all cylinders To determine if I'm still a sizzler But there's a possibility they'll just discover I've got maggots
Form: Limerick

Copacetic

I can't cope with copacetic,
A life of compromise seems to me pathetic,
Without completing dreams, I can't gauge my worth,
So with arms raised high, Eyes shut, I fly out to mirth,
I find myself flattened quickly against a glass ceiling,
Now a budding career in retail seems appealing.
Form: Rhyme

Addiction

Manipulation
Procrastination
Isolation
No motivation

Bell rings
Kettle sings
Timer dings
Pendulum swings

Frenetic
Pathetic
No work ethic
Copacetic

Obsession
Possession
Depression
Aggression 

Alarm beeping
Secret keeping
Trauma steeping
Expletive bleeping

Dramatic
Ecstatic
Fanatic
Traumatic

Affliction
Suspicion
Mortician
Addiction
Form: Rhyme

TO WHOM IT MAY CONSTERNATE

I did make a wasp gasp
with my splendiferous doggerel
that not even I sit well
with. & a note came from hell
penned in a tongue alien to me...
only the vile violet violinist
understood such oneiric idiocy...
& said it was emetic
& not truly good nor copacetic.
Even September agrees
such is the golden music
that easily delights the bees 
& can make a wasp gasp.
© Ivor Kos  Create an image from this poem.

Spicy Bell Pepper

Stop watching me with those derisory eyes 
sweet like bear claw
spicy like a bell pepper
give me back my barette
I'm not letting my hair down'
from cooties to copacetic my biggest disease
jus like when u was  freshman
lost your retainer cried all day
give me back my fanny pack
you kept it all those years
crazy grifter lost on the freeway
looking for route 66 in a gay way
why you back jerk off?
scads of luv but to late
here's a sawbuck go call someone who cares!

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