Short Facial Poems
Short Facial Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Facial by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Facial by length and keyword.
The
Smile has
Two meanings,
One, contentment
Or a facial strain of... constipation
**Michael J. Falotico contest**
F aces
R uined
O ver
W orrying
N ews
S ad
C ases
O f
W icked
L ies
S miles
M oments
I n
L ife
E xpressed
Freckly freckled face
Freckling facial features form
Featuring freckles
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature4.php
a smile complements spiritual contentment
melts sorrows of the heart
a frown, a facial attire worn alone
**Michael J. Falotico contest**
Facial Hair
A Haiku
By: Tom
1-16-2020
Facially hirsute,
Wife did give her man the boot;
She thought his point moot.
Maybe
Your understanding
Ought to
Penetrate beyond
Icing and discover the
Cake
******************
For Sami's facial feature (Eyes) contest
no life you want mine
never to feel your self-harm
try and steal my smile
facial features black blue
you can’t steal away my glow.
© Harry J Horsman 2019
No I hate you that's true.
I still look up what your bodylanguge means when we meet though,
your facial expressions, how you walk, how you talk,
Is that weird?
Brush Up
Autumn
cosmetic
facial features
cleansed anew niveous
Winter
2,3,4,6,2
2020 November 19
*Honorable Mention*
QUIN-TO your five line
~~Brian Strand
Jaded by the put me downs
Justly feel my facial frowns
Jaundiced views debilitate
Jeopardise my feeble state
Penned 20 March 2017
Used qijue format
She need not speak tho' a single word;
'Tis soothly written upon her facial.
She need not conceal emotions enhoard;
She whom be loved for her - e'er special.
All my facial expressions
imprinted on the window of a bus.
My secrets well hidden
the back of the sky.
The first lot was played.
Lost're both.
Lost and the others.
No one image, as quick
Has so enthused
This smiley facial light
To be diffused.
Candour unto sweet candour.
Trust's most harmless.
Soul, how it speaks to you
In like-pureness?
Closest Thing In My Mind
What in my mind can be closest thing;
Piano playing and choir which will sing;
Facial expression,
Great impression;
God in His presence always did bring.
Jim Horn.
Birds that painted the sky grey
Awful color, awful day
We sit and prey among the young
As they sit still and smile at the sun
With the cold facial expression we melt away
The turmoil of the day
This is a parody of a poem by Countee Cullen displayed in my notes.
She thinks that Blond number seven
Will make her Zza Zza Gabor.
The herbal facial was like heaven;
The back rub was a chore.
F-acial
E-xpression
L-ets
Y-our
A-ura
B-e
A-mazing
S-o
T-he
I-mpressive
L-ovely
L-ook
A-dvances
S-weeness
Topic: Birthday of Fely C. Abastillas (August 11)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
"The One Who Survived"
ten years
survivor gift
acoustic neuroma
hearing loss, balance, facial nerves
alive
2/9/2016
The One Who Survives - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
not at all
we seek for sadness
but in the absence of happiness,
the is a facial without a smile.
not at all
we live for ever
but in the absence of breath forever
the is a future without a mile
Warm fuzzy, squirmy, powdery smell.
Goo, goo music to my ears
Peacefuness, facial expressions galore.
Firm gentle grasp on my finger tip
Helpless devotion, personal satisfaction
Love grows every second
summertime iced tea
coconut milk and honey
soap bubbles in air
green grass morning dew
watermelon in my mouth
frothing foam of waves
facial liquid joy
the deep golden clouds of dawn
aquarium days
Facial parts, a trophy of war to be feared
“Mimizuka” are mounds of noses and ears, how weird
Those guys were sadistic
Maybe a bit animalistic
What drove these ancients to be so hedonistic
Facial expressions
carrying the first dreams
that have never
known the word impossible
Dreams sparkling
with tomorrow's victory dances,
belly laughs,
pure joy that multiplies
with every heartbeat!
What's behind your well groomed facial hair
Pretend not to have a single care
Whiskers that hide scars
Moustache handlebars
Detours to avoid the barber's chair
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on August 11, 2019
On his face is the smirk
of a tired barn owl,
like a ***** cross between
a frown and a scowl;
most expressive is the skewed
side of his mouth
that's now sliding down a few
pissed degrees south!