Short Dresser Poems
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she sits on his bed
the autographed baseball
white on the dresser
tears find wrinkled cheeks
and fall to the folded flag
She's not a fancy dresser
Make-up wears she none
Yet in the wake of her grand entrance
The scent of perfume runs
The angry young man was dump
When he stole his girl friend's red pumps
He struted and swagged
Realized he's been tagged
As a cross dresser and a lame chump
On my dark dresser
I have some fun for season
I have lit pumpkins
Some evil looking pumpkins
Great Jack-O-Lanterns tonight
Russell Sivey
Security leaked some private files
Of a cross dresser brand new hair style
He got popular, you see
His files spilled the tea
So, he unveiled himself with a big smile
Getting dressed he's much the aggressor
His restraint couldn't be any lesser
He yanks on his pants
With grumbles and rants
That's why they call him a cross dresser!
quintessential monarch Barbie doll model
wore ultimate gown fashioned by the ultimate dresser
took fashion week to a whole new level
thank you Alexander McQueen
for making this vision possible
Unmistaken and unread
Words, walk, wakeup
Past the mahogany dresser
And the ruffled feather bed
Behind the sunrise
Where love speaks red
Words, walk, makeup
She is a woman
Unmistaken and unwed
Form:
If it bears fruit prune it
If it bears no fruit cut it off
Just like the vine dresser does
Just like the true vine taught
Cut for it helps none
Prune and it will bear much fruit
Lively gentleman Jim was an ankle stomper
a snazzy dresser, an avid dance floor romper
all of the old ladies loved taking a whirling painful turn
He was the Casanova dancer in the Nursing Home of Pern
Searching for a buried treasure in my dresser
Looking for undies that ain't fresh, just fresher
Chances of fresh
No hope, my guess
It's overrated, but keep small animals at bay, however
which words
makes him stumble
those he wishes to hear
or those he longs to hear
which words do she want to hear
those that causes togetherness
or those that divides loneliness
might the two be the same?
My morning excursion to the pee pee place
Is fraught with danger, often fall on my face
Walls, doors, even the dresser
Obstacles cause me lot of displeasure
Destroying my good looks with nary a trace
As a young child -
Pretty stones I collected.
Shiny, colorful, many sizes too!
Dad looked at them and smiled.
Keeping the stones in a jar -
Upon my dresser it sat.
Recalling all the places ventured -
Both near and far!
Form:
my passport is laying dusty
on the dresser in my room
constantly, reminding me
of my last trip to the sea
I need to squeeze in one more trip
to this place I love
where serenity, engulfs me
and the white noises leave quietly
I find coins lying around
on the floor by the bed,
on the dresser or nightstand,
in the creases of the spread.
A penny here, a nickel there,
a dime clinking in the dryer.
Someday, I hope to spear
something a little bit higher.
In glowing sun-baked mountain lakes and Sea
Shining Valleys stretch broadly and so free
She's like a fickle dresser
With many jewels that bless her
California glows with golden poppies
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Days pass
clouds turn to dust
dry pulls across the yard and freezes
not autumn not summer
but time inbetween
blown glass fish
bright red glass heart on my dresser
a howling dog
and rocks from Mamas kitchen window
that teacup
all the butter
no one's watching
Form:
Psychology Professor
Trump's popularity is becoming lesser and lesser
Even though the fool is a frantic, fancy dresser;
Weird thing he considers to have compassion
Is with puckered lips giving a tongue lashing
And of gloom has been known to be a professor.
Jim Horn
The streets are quiet.
Its early enough
For some
Those that want a start.
On the morning rush.
A few drops fall.
Its too humid to settle.
I walk in line.
With gentlemen
And the casual dresser
They lead me.
One to another.
Until the canvas dries
And I'm back in control
Form:
Widower
In the miner’s shack
the vase on the dresser
squats beneath
a giant cactus
planted by hands
flinty and callused.
“When Mona was here,
this vase got roses,
and lots of water.
After she left
I gave it this cactus.
It never needs water.”
Donal Mahoney
Jackabob Give a Knob
Open a dresser
Straighten up presser
Mackalong Sing a Song
I have to confess
Life can be a mess
Mollycoddle Dig and Doddle
Rhyming is fun
Here in the sun
My life is a dime
Ten pennies on the dresser
Two nickels in a ??s belly
My presence is a wart
A pimple on the cheek
Spinach between the teeth
My absence is a mole
Surgically removed
Leaving an awful scar
If there is silver lining
I do not know of any
Maybe I'll find one
Flinty and Callused
In this miner’s shack
the vase on the dresser
squats beneath
a giant cactus
planted by hands
flinty and callused.
“When Mona was here,
this vase got roses,
nothing else.
After she left
I gave it this cactus.
It never needs water.”
Donal Mahoney
My sister called and read me
mundane lines of teenage angst
which came from a diary.
I laughed and called it drivel.
Where did she find such a thing?
She then revealed she found it
in my old dresser drawer.
Oct. 3, 2017 for the 'SEVENBITS' Poetry Contest of nette onclaud