Short Escapee Poems
Short Escapee Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Escapee by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Escapee by length and keyword.
I look up to people who are taller that me
Ha! Just made a funny, bet you're slapping your knee
Got a million of 'em
An amazing femme
Wait a minute, I'm a macho male, a fifties escapee
A leaf,
floating downwards,
comes to rest upon grass.
Escapee cutting off the bonds,
unaware of its impending demise;
the umbilical cord severed,
now page-pressed memory;
dried skin cracking,
A leaf.
Run, go, be free
Little Bea
You are carefree
Don't worry about me
Travel through the universe, go sight see
Scream, shout and say whoopee
I watch a bumblebee
An escapee
Like yourself, you see
Bit do not forget your return key
And explore the world safely
But do not forget about me.
I never ever thought you’d see,
the likes of all these words,
but now you’ve seen,
and that worries
me.
Because what’s between,
beyond pen and ink,
is a state of glee;
but beyond this all,
is an escapee.
So now you’ve seen my philosophy
which hath your mind undone.
Now mind so clean,
you see the sun,
above the open sea.
And so I say to thee,
please just let me be.
a lost girl arranges in her room
her dress with stillness,
she pushes her tongue
against small kitten teeth,
outside the lift groans and bangs,
lights burn shapes
of flats and stairs;
this is a place to circle in;
to return to,
never to leave
she is sediment, a line of ash,
a failed escapee
I don’t have a favourite,
I love each and every one
Whether happy or sad
Cheerful or glum
I love Grim Kim
And Moanie Toni
Henpecky Becky
And Naggy Maggie
I love Bella Stella
And Indie Lindy
Funny Honey
And Windy Cindy
I love Tarty Marti
And Burley Shirley
The Felon Helen
And that twirly girlie
I love Flabby Gabby
And Escapee Lee
Chardonnay Kay
And Meat free Fi
I love Prudy Judy
And Racy Macy
Pristine Christine
And Straight Lacy Tracy
Form:
On the fateful day before Halloween
Dressed as a vampire queen in green
I passed through the graveyard
With all my senses on guard
When I heard a rustling mean
In horror I turned around to see
Who had the audacity to scare me
Saw an old man bending low
Chiseling his name in a row
Looked to be a veteran escapee
I told him not to disturb the grave
When he started to turn and rave
His family didn’t spell him right
And he with his might
Had come out his name to engrave