Short Drag Poems
Short Drag Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Drag by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Drag by length and keyword.
she
suggested
to me that
we have
a wet
t-shirt
contest
i know
her wet
shirt front
would look
better then
my wet
braless top
Form:
Three seconds, we go three hundred miles.
Drag racing now, there are big smiles.
Get out of the way
I came to play
Hope I don’t end up in one of those piles.
Just watch him mince
His 'blue rinse' shocks
Day prince ... night queen!
Than-Bauk Me Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
11/24/20
My body's amazing, hate to brag
With a body like this, should see me in drag
Stunning and alluring
Comforting and assuring
My body is stunning, can't control my swag
My darling son's gonna be a drag queen
It's the easiest job he's ever seen
He'll work local libraries
Just like older blue faeries
And study for law boards in between scenes
They’re loud and proud, brassy and flashy
Wigs that make Dolly Parton proud
Glitzy dresses that sparkle
Pounds of heavy make up
They’re buxom beauties
Feathered boas
Flamboyant
Drag queen
Men
that guy’s sure in rags
sniffing glue from plastic bags
his torn trousers sag
i drive past in fancy jag
paroled with an ankle tag
By
David Kavanagh
Ever judge someone by the way they look and act
In a food court, your eyes meet, she surely attracts
There's something special
She feels it too, field is level
But it's a guy in drag, your advances you retract
A distinguish old gent picked up tricks.
On Halloween, he went for a treat.
Laughing outlandishly
He staggered up the street.
Hips swaying g-stringed a drag queen!
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Penned on May 05, 2014.
I met a fellow from Lackamoral Town
He wore high heels and a luxurious gown
He said to me, “I do drag,”
I said to him, “Why, you old bag!”
To which he responded with an awful frown.
Written June 11, 2022
Once upon a haven
for now a heathen waif
once unified by craft
now a lowly execrate
for loving every neighbour
for flying a rainbow flag
for once upon a kinship
now pariah what a drag
***
Dedicated to all the poets
who have left for safer sites.
'It's a drag,' means it's not going well
'Queen of the drags,' one foot in hell
'They' preen and they prout, let it all hang out
'We're coming after your children,' they shout*
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*as reported by Fox News at today's NYC Gay
Pride Parade
Control your jealousy; I convey.
I am not cheating.
I relate.
I am helplessly in love.
Why do you not trust me?
I ask.
I am not a cheat; I blab.
I am helplessly in love.
Please give me my space.
I say.
I am not a w*o*e!
I communicate.
I am helplessly in love.
I state.
With you
Okay!
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Penned April 28, 2014!
Little Jimmy was a eight-teen-year-old wild teenager
He had a souped-up Dodge Dart and ate day old bagels
At the dark in the park he would race his Dodge Dart
Car went so fast it's sputtered sounds of flagellants-fart
Baroom-zoom-zooms out here drag racing in out of danger
2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
the water is risin
it's ten feet deep
the undertow sweeps
me off of my feet
throw me a line
and drag me in
the currents to swift
and I can't swim
throw me a line
and drag me in
lightning streaks
across my sky
thunder crashes
in the night
hope stays useless
on the other side
be my savior
shed some light
throw me line
and drag me in
Under each new leaf,
I was offered love
As her face
then changed again
“Please stay, don’t go,”
she pleaded dear
As boredom
then set in
The names have gone,
the memories stay
The guilt,
my stone to drag
At night this weight,
to crush my chest
In dreams
—so very sad
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
A drag queen caused quite a disruption
with her latest drag show production.
While she sang with aplomb,
the full show was a bomb.
That's why she's called Eva Destruction.
At the Elks Club, the men blow a gasket
when they see the act for the Grand Banquet.
Her singing is so fine
and her dance is divine.
She's a drag queen: Helena Handbasket.
Split fire those dragons men will tame
To ride the rails to make a name
To risk it all to feel the Force
No man alive will ride such horse
Yet in they jump and tremble fearless
These brave more guts than any - peerless
One thousand feet of roaring metal
A score for all to see and settle
Fred Jagenberg - May 18, 2019
My first poem
Unhappiness is such an unnecessary drag
It pulls one down to the depths of despair,
Not something about which one will brag
Unhappiness is such an unnecessary drag,
Disgusting as a limp, damp old wash rag
If someone is unhappy, I really do care,
Unhappiness is such an unnecessary drag
It pulls one down to the depths of despair.
written December 24, 2021
I’ve made my choice for my next life
I’m coming back fierce as a drag queen
I’ll be osé and voluptuous
flamboyantly vivacious
in stilettos and seductive gowns
wigs of lush luscious curls
belting out steamy tunes
on stage in cabarets
strutting my stuff
impersonating divas
living life large
as it is meant to be
with a passion that’s ferocious
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Funny/Bawdy Limerick
Spoiled Milk
The milk man and Sue like to shag.
"The milkman sure digs me," she'd brag.
Well the milk man delivered!
And Sue sure got the shivers!
But the milk on the porch went bad.
So, that night, when Sue's husband came back,
She knew he'd surely notice the lack.
"No milk with my tea?
Oh how can this be?",
Teased the milkman, her husband in fact!
When long days drag on me
And my soul cries in the dark
Then I speak my prayer in sleight
And He slips it into my jar.
Prithee - give it wings to fly up
Beyond to the sapphire throne -
Leaving me amidst where I am
Yet I do not feel alone.
Someday when time is cut sharp -
I'll retrieve it from Whom I belong
And finding a full jar of prayers -
Know that I was never alone.
Creepy
Oozing
Pimply
Witchy
Ominously lit by bonfire
Grabs me to throw on hot coal pyre
I run
I jump
I yell
I scream
They drag me back kicking and hitting
I refuse to stop, never quitting
Drug her
Mug her
Smack her
Crack her
Alert, I refuse to go easy
They let me go, my stomach queasy
Owlish
Foul-ish
Smelly
Bad stuff
I feel quite grateful, big and rough
Glad Mommy taught when to be tough.
Take small offenses deep to heart
let all resentments boil and fester
Tend with care the growing hate
until you'll bear the load no longer
Seize careless phrases or random words
read looks on faces as you'd a book
Imagine the worst of every person
until you'll burst with silent rage
Now drag me down into your pit
and make me drown inside of it
But do it slow, so I will feel
that what you know is oh, so real
Form:
When my heart was cleanse of its weeds
I never thought there were any seeds;
Or any sign of kindness,
Or room for softness.
Blame my body not, thy are not aware;
It's following a script writing by desire,
Of stupid love,
Of careless love.
You care not about my nature;
And my future,
You've taken me far deep onto,
Without consulting her soul to.
And after her desmis from this earth,
Still you are now dragging me underneath.