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Short Dorm Room Poems

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Premium Member Farrah Fawcett
The actress Farrah Fawcett
In the Smithsonian, her swimsuit they just tossed it
Her poster was the very last sight
I saw in my college dorm room every night...

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© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dorm room, people
Form: Clerihew



Premium Member School Supplies
Baby's off to college
E-mailed pic of groovy dorm room
Where she'll absorb trite and knowledge
Rib-kickin' as if she were still in my womb
Mom-love surely heart-gut balmed unto the tomb....

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Categories: dorm room, family,
Form: Quintain (English)
Premium Member Yuck--But I Love the Kid
It seems at least one dorm room is the dwelling of a bum.
		I visited my son and saw big piles of grungy clothes.
                leftover fast food, open garbage--things a mother loathes!
		Sloppy sons so seldom seek to scour sickening scum....

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Categories: dorm room, growing up, mother son,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Windows
A wall of Jacobean era lattice-windows
line my dorm room - my private eyes.

How many freshmen have watched
the gilt harvest moon from this seat?

I keep them open, for cool breezes,
and the comforting the sounds of life,
in overworked, needy moments.

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the university opened in 1706 - I guess I'm not unique...

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Categories: dorm room, autumn, moon, student, teen,
Form: Free verse
Heavy
Fifteen-two hands high, half a ton
of black horse – she bore me 
through dry arroyos and over alfalfa fields 
in bloom. But how could I carry her
to college? There’s no place in a dorm-room 
for a Morgan-Quarter mare. 

I dropped her – reins and all – into 
the hands of a stranger.

Forty-eight years later, I find
I’m still carrying her
in my mind....

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Categories: dorm room, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse



It's Time To
My body flips me off and I fall down
Into the sunburnt grass;
It's telling me “It’s time to sleep!
Just look how good this bed of
Uncared for dirt appears in the
Afternoon shade?
Pray, tell me why you will not
Dream now when your
Dorm room didn't catch a wink?”
And I smile at its
Upturned two middle fingers and say,
“Well body, it's actually time to write for me.”...

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© Alex Grimm  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: dorm room, humor,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things